CXIII

  Now that with wonderment his followers spy

  The English cavalier so make his way,

  O'er every wall, o'er every turret high,

  Some swiftly to the king the news convey.

  Who calls to mind that ancient prophecy,

  And heedless of the staff, his wonted stay,

  Through joy, with outstretched arms and tottering feet,

  Comes forth, the flying cavalier to meet.

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