In the sweet days of merry Robin Hood?
Go there with summer, and with evening—go
In the soft shadows, like some wand’ring man—
And thou shalt far amid the forest know
The archer-men in green, with belt and bow,
Feasting on pheasant, river-fowl and swan,
With Robin at their head, and Marian.’[[9]]
LECTURE VIII
ON THE LIVING POETS
‘No more of talk where God or Angel guest
With man, as with his friend, familiar us’d