Chapter 17 No.17

Unmarked, at least unrecked, the taunt,

Careless the knight replied,

"No bird whose feathers gaily flaunt

Delights in cage to bide;

Norham is grim and grated close,

Hemmed in by battlement and fosse,

And many a darksome tower;

And better loves my lady bright

To sit in liberty and light,

In fair Queen Margaret's bower.