And tossed her arms
Above her head. |☽|
The old Hound stretched.
And, breathing deep,
He settled down
Again to sleep. |○|
II.
Once upon a time there was an old king who had a faithful servant. There was nobody in the whole world like him, and this was why: around his wrist he wore an armlet that fitted as close as the skin. There were words on the golden band; on one side they said: