About a mile for aught I know,
There Wayland’s Cave then you may see
Surrounded by a group of trees.
“‘They say that in this cave did dwell
A smith that was invisible;
At last he was found out, they say,
He blew up the place and vlod away.
“‘To Devonshire then he did go,
Full of sorrow, grief, and woe,
Never to return again,