And smiled with mingled love and pride,
And half agreed to be his bride.
The Kelpie galloped o’er the green—
He seemed a Knight of noble mien,
And old and young stood up to see,
And wondered who the Knight could be.
His flowing locks were auburn bright,
His cheeks were ruddy, his eyes flashed light;
And as he sprang from his good grey steed,
He looked a gallant youth indeed.