“It was there he met with a wounded doe,
She was bleeding deathfully;
She warn’d him of the toils below,
Oh, so faithfully, faithfully!
“He had an eye, and he could heed,
Ever sing warily, warily;
He had a foot, and he could speed—
Hunters watch so narrowly.”[267]
XXVI.
Fitz-James’s mind was passion-toss’d,