mast.
So, striding vast, the giant passed; the King held fast his
breath;
Motionless save his throbbing heart; and still and chill as
death
Stood listening while a second time the giant took his round
Of all the camp; but when, at length, the third time the
sound
Came up, and through the haze a third time huge and dim
Rose out the Shape, the valiant hound sprang forth and