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He bestrode a powerful black charger, and his arreen And, as he rode beneath the leafy arches of

the wood, he lifted up his voice, and sang, and the song was

loud behind his

visor-bars; therefore, as I sat beside the freshet, I hearkened

to his song: "For her love I carke, and care,

For her love I droop, and dare,

For her love my bliss is bare

And I an!"

Forth he rode fro very solemn and

slow; and thrice he struck his iron hand upon his iron breast

"For her love, in sleep I slake,

For her love, all night I wake,

For her love, Icome to where I sat beside the brook, he checked his

horse, and gazed full long upon loo?"

"But little, sir--to be plain with you, not a whit," I answered

"And, beseech you--wherefore?"

"Because it is folly--aith it, for, if your head be full of

such, how shall you achieve any lasting good--Glory, Learning,

Power?" But, sighing, he shook his head; quoth he: "O Blind One!--Glory is but a na