And with its own wild light in fearful forms array’d. }
In this old Hall, in this departing day,
Assembled friends and neighbours, grave and gay;
When one good lady at a picture threw
A glance that caused inquiry.—“Tell us who?”
“That was a famous warrior; one, they said,
That by a spirit was awhile obey’d;
In all his dreadful battles he would say,
‘Or win or lose, I shall escape to-day’;
And, though the shot as thick as hail came round, 110