Chapter 51 No.51

The ancient bard his glee repressed:

"Ill hast thou chosen theme for jest!

For who, through all this western wild,

220 Named Black Sir Roderick e'er, and smiled!

In Holy-Rood a knight he slew;note

I saw, when back the dirk he drew,

Courtiers give place before the stride

Of the undaunted homicide;

225 And since, though outlaw