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

by Unknown

Did on the champion rush.

A fearful blow, alas! there came;

Both horse and Knight it took,

And laid them senseless in the dust;

So fatal was the stroke.

Then smiling forth a hideous grin,

The Giant strides in haste,

And, stooping, aims a second stroke:

“Now caitiff breathe thy last!”