[205]. "And the Kings Asleep."
... Not a stone-cast from the summit of the hill where all snow was now parched and evaporated away, stood a cairn of boulders and thereon sate three Eagles whose eyes surveyed the kingdoms of the world, its seas and Man's lost possessions. And the Eagle that was eastwards of the three, a little rimpled her wings and cried: "Where now? where now?" And the Eagle that shook upon her plumes the dazzle of the dying sun stretched out her corded neck and yelped: "Man! Man!" And the midmost Eagle stooped low its golden head and champed between its talons with its beak upon the boulder: "The Earth founders," she mewed. And a stillness was upon the hill as though of a myriad watching eyes.
[207]. "Dance Sedately"
—and here are two old rhymes for the dancing to. One for a Morris Dance:
Skip it and trip it nimbly, nimbly,
Tickle it, tickle it lustily;
Strike up the tabour for the wenches' favour,
Tickle it, tickle it lustily.
Let us be seene in Hygate Freene,
To dance for the honour of Holloway.