The Return of the Dead, and Other Ballads
“ But at length up and down in the palace she strayed, Her colour and hair began swiftly to fade.What eye has seen ever so wondrous a case? The boy his own spurs to his heel cannot brace.p. 21The horse-boy is brought to so wondrous a plight, To draw his own weapon he has not the might.The son of the King to five damsels now sends, And Ingeborg fair to their care he commends. ”
