Chapter 154 No.154

As up the flinty path they strained

Sudden his steed the leader reined;

A signal to his squire he flung,

Who instant to his stirrup sprung:

510 "Seest thou, De Vaux, yon woodsman gray,

Who townward holds the rocky way,

Of stature tall and poor array?

Mark'st thou the firm, yet active stride,

With which he scales the mountain