“Where now, friend, with that wondrous pair?”
From far off to the boor he spoke.
“The bird and ox together in that style?
I pray you, man, why, what a yoke!
But come, to try a little while,
Will you entrust your horse to me?
Look well: a wonder you shall see.”
The hippogriff’s unyoked, and with a smile
The youth springs lightsomely upon his back.
Scarce feels the beast the master’s certain hand,