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Without, the stony courts rang with the feet
Of steel-shod men, and horses' clanging shoe.
And yellow torches flashed their brilliance through
Dim corridor, and winding way remote.
High in the belfry rang a faint peal sweet,
As silver bells spelt out a marriage note.
The red cross blazed on breast and banner white.
Shouted the warder at the castle moat—
"To arms! The king rides to the wars to-night!"
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Without, the stony courts rang with the feet
Of steel-shod men, and horses' clanging shoe.
And yellow torches flashed their brilliance through
Dim corridor, and winding way remote.
High in the belfry rang a faint peal sweet,
As silver bells spelt out a marriage note.
The red cross blazed on breast and banner white.
Shouted the warder at the castle moat—
"To arms! The king rides to the wars to-night!"
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