And bade him quickly get his garment changed:
For at the festive-board, the guests were there
Awaiting him, with simultaneous care.
When now the mother introduced her son
The guests saluted him,—as should be done.
In the meantime Lord William, lit with joy,
Held high the goblet, and embraced his boy!
And said “come Arnold, my belovèd son,
Sit thou on my right hand.” The feast went on;
The silver tankard circled round the hall,