Dora Sigerson Shorter,
Earl Roderick's Bride
(1907)
“ And, “Oh, proud Earl Roderick,” She said, “I bring to you A tale to bow your naughty head— Your mistress is untrue. “She goes alone each night, they say, And mounts Hy-brasil hill, And there she lingers with her love Until the dawn comes chill.” ”
Dora Sigerson Shorter,
Earl Roderick's Bride
(1907)
“ Now scornful laughed Earl Roderick: “I vow this could not be; There is no lady in the land Could make a slave of me. “There has no woman yet been born Who could more great become: So get you hence, you evil hag, Your tale grows wearisome.” ”
Dora Sigerson Shorter,
Earl Roderick's Bride
(1907)
“ There came to him a serving-lass, Within her eye a tear. “Alas,” she said “Earl Roderick, 'Tis well that you should know That each grey eye, lone wandering, My mistress dear doth go. “She comes with sorrow in her eyes Home in the dawning light. My Lord, she is too weak and young To travel in the night.” ”
