Heard shriek on shriek resounding in the middle of the night;
And with the dawn of morning would each have ‘given warning,’
But for one little obstacle yclept the ‘feudal right.’
“So no murm’ring e’er was uttered, and old Sir Brandreth muttered
That his visitor had left him as soon as break of day;
But one thing worth attention Sir Brandreth didn’t mention,—
He didn’t take his armour; there in the room it lay,
“And there it lies at present; but each credulous old peasant
Will tell you that upon this night the spectre walks abroad;
’Tis just about his hour, if he really have the power,