Story-Telling Ballads / Selected and Arranged for Story-Telling and Reading Aloud and for the Boys' and Girls' Own Reading

by Unknown

Of Edenhall, the youthful Lord

Bids sound the festal trumpet’s call;

He rises at the banquet board,

And cries, ’mid the drunken revellers all:

“Now bring me the Luck of Edenhall!”

The butler hears the words with pain,

The house’s oldest seneschal,

Takes slow from its silken cloth again

The drinking-glass of crystal tall;