Victor James William Patrick Daley,
A Vision of Youth
(1894)
“ A horseman on a hilltop green Drew rein, and wound his horn; So bright he looked he might have been The Herald of the Morn. His steed was of the sovran strain In Fancy's meadows bred — And pride was in his tossing mane, And triumph in his tread. The rider's eyes like jewels glowed — The World was in his hand — As down the woodland way he rode When Spring was in the land. ”
