And helmet plumed, and spurs ablaze with gold.
Each gave in gracious wise her guiding word,
As bade or fresh caprice, or usance old:
As, Ride thou swift by golden Honour spurred,
Or, Be thou faithful, fortunate, and bold.
But scarce for his own heart the aspirant heard.
VII
And armed, all save the head,
He kneeled before his master gray and good.
Like some tall, noble, ancient ship he stood,