“The steed neighed.
“The trumpet sounded.
“And, in imagination, you might have heard the ringing of the steel.
“But when he came to signalise the names of the boldest knights, high among the loftiest sounded the name of Edward Warbeck.
“Thrice had he saved the king’s royal banner.
“Two chargers had been slain beneath him.
“He had covered their bodies with the fiercest of the foe.
“The old lord started from his seat, and clasped the minstrel’s hand,
“‘Speak—you have seen him, then—he lives—he is honoured?’ said the old lord, excited.
“‘I myself am but just from war, brave Warbeck, and, noble maiden, I saw the gallant Edward at the right hand of the king.