And the green and the white in her hair.
* * * * *
They led out a horse on the heather;
She patted his neck with her hand,
Then sprang on his back like a feather,
And stood in the midst of the band.
Then to the priest’s house for the wedding—
Away dashed the cavalcade fleetly,
By beauty and chivalry led,
With their carbines aflash in the sunlight