“He alone the right who claimeth.”
“Who, then, has the right?”
“Me my lord the Count of Quimper
In my armor dight.
Now, boy, answer in thy turn: hath
One passed by this way
Like to me?”—“‘Tis even so, as
Thou, my lord, dost say.”
II.
The child ran home in eager haste;
Leapt on his mother’s knee.
‘Ma Mammik, ah! you do not know”
(He said, with boyish glee):
“You cannot guess what I have seen,
What I have seen to-day!
My lord S. Michael in the church
Is not so grand, so gay.
“A man so bright, so beautiful,
I ne’er before have seen.”