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The Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor	A
With the slow motion of a summer's cloud	B
And now as he approached a vassal's door	C
quot Bring forth another horse quot he cried aloud	B
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quot Another horse quot That shout the vassal heard	D
And saddled his best Steed a comely grey	E
Sir Walter mounted him he was the third	D
Which he had mounted on that glorious day	E
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Joy sparkled in the prancing courser's eyes	F
The horse and horseman are a happy pair	G
But though Sir Walter like a falcon flies	F
There is a doleful silence in the air	G
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A rout this morning left Sir Walter's Hall	H
That as they galloped made the echoes roar	C
But horse and man are vanished one and all	H
Such race I think was never seen before	C
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Sir Walter restless as a veering wind	I
Calls to the few tired dogs that yet remain	J
Blanch Swift and Music noblest of their kind	I
Follow and up the weary mountain strain	J
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The Knight hallooed he cheered and chid them on	K
With suppliant gestures and upbraidings stern	L
But breath and eyesight fail and one by one	M
The dogs are stretched among the mountain fern	L
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Where is the throng the tumult of the race	N
The bugles that so joyfully were blown	O
This chase it looks not like an earthly chase	N
Sir Walter and the Hart are left alone	O
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The poor Hart toils along the mountainside	P
I will not stop to tell how far he fled	Q
Nor will I mention by what death he died	P
But now the Knight beholds him lying dead	Q
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Dismounting then he leaned against a thorn	R
He had no follower dog nor man nor boy	S
He neither cracked his whip nor blew his horn	R
But gazed upon the spoil with silent joy	S
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Close to the thorn on which Sir Walter leaned	T
Stood his dumb partner in this glorious feat	U
Weak as a lamb the hour that it is yeaned	U
And white with foam as if with cleaving sleet	U
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Upon his side the Hart was lying stretched	U
His nostril touched a spring beneath a hill	V
And with the last deep groan his breath had fetched	U
The waters of the spring were trembling still	V
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And now too happy for repose or rest	U
Never had living man such joyful lot	U
Sir Walter walked all round north south and west	U
And gazed and gazed upon that darling spot	U
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And climbing up the hill it was at least	U
Four roods of sheer ascent Sir Walter found	U
Three several hoof marks which the hunted Beast	U
Had left imprinted on the grassy ground	U
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Sir Walter wiped his face and cried quot Till now	W
Such sight was never seen by human eyes	F
Three leaps have borne him from this lofty brow	W
Down to the very fountain where he lies	F
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quot I'll build a pleasure house upon this spot	U
And a small arbour made for rural joy	S
'Twill be the traveller's shed the pilgrim's cot	U
A place of love for damsels that are coy	S
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quot A cunning artist will I have to frame	X
A basin for that fountain in the dell	Y
And they who do make mention of the same	X
From this day forth shall call it HART LEAP WELL	Y
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quot And gallant Stag to make thy praises known	O
Another monument shall here be raised	U
Three several pillars each a rough hewn stone	O
And planted where thy hoofs the turf have grazed	U
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quot And in the summer time when days are long	Z
I will come hither with my Paramour	W
And with the dancers and the minstrel's song	Z
We will make merry in that pleasant bower	W
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quot Till the foundations of the mountains fail	A2
My mansion with its arbour shall endure	W
The joy of them who till the fields of Swale	A2
And them who dwell among the woods of Ure quot	U
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Then home he went and left the Hart stone dead	U
With breathless nostrils stretched above the spring	B2
Soon did the Knight perform what he had said	U
And far and wide the fame thereof did ring	B2
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Ere thrice the Moon into her port had steered	U
A cup of stone received the living well	A2
Three pillars of rude stone Sir Walter reared	U
And built a house of pleasure in the dell	A2
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And near the fountain flowers of stature tall	A2
With trailing plants and trees were intertwined	U
Which soon composed a little sylvan hall	A2
A leafy shelter from the sun and wind	U
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And thither when the summer days were long	Z
Sir Walter led his wondering Paramour	W
And with the dancers and the minstrel's song	Z
Made merriment within that pleasant bower	W
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The Knight Sir Walter died in course of time	C2
And his bones lie in his paternal vale	A2
But there is matter for a second rhyme	C2
And I to this would add another tale	A2
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PART SECOND	U
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THE moving accident is not my trade	U
To freeze the blood I have no ready arts	D2
'Tis my delight alone in summer shade	U
To pipe a simple song for thinking hearts	D2
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As I from Hawes to Richmond did repair	W
It chanced that I saw standing in a dell	A2
Three aspens at three corners of a square	W
And one not four yards distant near a well	A2
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What this imported I could ill divine	E2
And pulling now the rein my horse to stop	F2
I saw three pillars standing in a line	E2
The last stone pillar on a dark hill top	F2
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The trees were grey with neither arms nor head	U
Half wasted the square mound of tawny green	G2
So that you just might say as then I said	U
quot Here in old time the hand of man hath been quot	U
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I looked upon the hill both far and near	W
More doleful place did never eye survey	E
It seemed as if the spring time came not here	W
And Nature here were willing to decay	E
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I stood in various thoughts and fancies lost	U
When one who was in shepherd's garb attired	U
Came up the hollow him did I accost	U
And what this place might be I then inquired	U
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The Shepherd stopped and that same story told	U
Which in my former rhyme I have rehearsed	U
quot A jolly place quot said he quot in times of old	U
But something ails it now the spot is curst	U
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quot You see these lifeless stumps of aspen wood	U
Some say that they are beeches others elms	H2
These were the bower and here a mansion stood	U
The finest palace of a hundred realms	H2
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quot The arbour does its own condition tell	A2
You see the stones the fountain and the stream	I2
But as to the great Lodge you might as well	A2
Hunt half a day for a forgotten dream	I2
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quot There's neither dog nor heifer horse nor sheep	J2
Will wet his lips within that cup of stone	O
And oftentimes when all are fast asleep	J2
This water doth send forth a dolorous groan	O
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quot Some say that here a murder has been done	M
And blood cries out for blood but for my part	U
I've guessed when I've been sitting in the sun	M
That it was all for that unhappy Hart	U
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quot What thoughts must through the creature's brain have past	U
Even from the topmost stone upon the steep	J2
Are but three bounds and look Sir at this last	U
O Master it has been a cruel leap	J2
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quot For thirteen hours he ran a desperate race	N
And in my simple mind we cannot tell	A2
What cause the Hart might have to love this place	N
And come and make his deathbed near the well	A2
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quot Here on the grass perhaps asleep he sank	K2
Lulled by the fountain in the summer tide	U
This water was perhaps the first he drank	K2
When he had wandered from his mother's side	U
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quot In April here beneath the flowering thorn	R
He heard the birds their morning carols sing	B2
And he perhaps for aught we know was born	R
Not half a furlong from that self same spring	B2
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quot Now here is neither grass nor pleasant shade	U
The sun on drearier hollow never shone	O
So will it be as I have often said	U
Till trees and stones and fountain all are gone quot	U
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quot Grey headed Shepherd thou hast spoken well	A2
Small difference lies between thy creed and mine	E2
This Beast not unobserved by Nature fell	A2
His death was mourned by sympathy divine	E2
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quot The Being that is in the clouds and air	W
That is in the green leaves among the groves	L2
Maintains a deep and reverential care	W
For the unoffending creatures whom he loves	M2
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quot The pleasure house is dust behind before	W
This is no common waste no common gloom	N2
But Nature in due course of time once more	W
Shall here put on her beauty and her bloom	N2
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quot S	O2