Treason alone now harbours--
There."
"I have found him," the pilgrim said;
"In my heart he has laid his head.
Though banish'd from knights and ladies rare,
And even shepherds discard him,
In my bosom shall be the god's lair.
And with silken fetters I'll guard him--
There."
"Was it not on Thursday the king went?" demanded the queen.
"No, madam," answered the lady who had spoken before. "He went on Friday; and he cannot be back till the day after to-morrow, if he come then; for that false, uncourteous king of England is as full of wiles as of villanies, and will never give a clear reply; so that it always costs my lord the king longer to deal with him than any of his other vassals. Were I his brother, the Earl of Salisbury, who has been twice at Paris, and is as good a knight as ever wore a lady's favour, I would sweep his head off with my long sword, and restore the crown to our little Arthur, who is the rightful king."