large/5754/balladwhitehorse_1404_librivox_64kb_mp3/balladofthewhitehorse_07_chesterton_64kb_5
large/5754/balladwhitehorse_1404_librivox_64kb_mp3/balladofthewhitehorse_07_chesterton_64kb
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Grey twilight and a yellow star Hung over thorn and hill; Two spears and a cloven war shield lay Loose on the road as cast away, The horn died faint in the forest grey, And the fleeing men stood still. GRAY TWILIGHT AND A YELLOW STAR HUNG OVER THORN AND HILL TWO SPEARS AND A CLOVEN WAR SHIELD LAY LOOSE ON THE ROAD AS CAST AWAY THE HORN DIED FAINT IN THE FOREST GREY AND THE FLEEING MEN STOOD STILL
ouching in the furze and ferns He began his life once more. He took his ivory horn unslung And smiled, but not in scorn: "Endeth the Battle of Ethandune With the blowing of a horn." On a dark horse at the double way He saw great Guthrum ride, Heard roar of brass and ring of steel, The laughter and the trumpet peal, The pagan in his pride. And Ogier's red and hated head Moved in some talk or task; But the men seemed scattered in the brier, And some of them had lit a fire, And one had broached a cask. And waggons one or two stood up, Like tall ships in sight, As if an outpost were encamped At the cloven ways for night. And joyous of the sudden stay Of Alfred's routed few, Sat one upon a stone to sigh, And some slipped up the road to fly, Till Alfred in the fern hard by Set horn to mouth and blew. And they all abode like statues-- One sitting on the stone, One half-way through the thorn hedge tall, One with a leg across a wall, And one looked backwards, very small, Far up the road, alone.  BURNS RETURNING AS THE WHEEL RETURNS AND CROUCHING AND THE FIRS AND FERNS HE BEGAN HIS LIFE ONCE MORE HE TOOK HIS IVORY HORN UNSLUNG AND SMILED BUT NOT IN SCORN ENDETH THE BATTLE OF ETHUNDUN WITH THE BLOWING OF A HORN ON A DARK HORSE AT A DOUBLE WAY HE SAW GUTHRUM RIDE HEARD ROAR OF BRASS AND RING OF STEEL THE LAUGHTER AND THE TRUMPET PEAL THE PAGAN IN HIS PRIDE AND OGIO'S RED AND HATED HEAD MOVED IN SOME TALK OR TASK BUT THE MEN SEEMED SCATTERED IN THE BRIER AND SOME OF THEM HAD LIT A FIRE AND ONE HAD BROACHED A CASK AND WAGONS ONE OR TWO STOOD UP LIKE TALL SHIPS IN SIGHT AS IF AN OUTPOST WERE ENCAMPED AT THE CLOVEN WAYS FOR NIGHT AND JOYOUS OF THE SUDDEN STAY OF ALFRED'S ROUTED FEW SAT ONE UPON A STONE TO SIGH AND SOME SLIPPED UP THE ROAD TO FLY TILL ALFRED IN THE FERN HARD BY SET HORN TO MOUTH AND BLEW AND THEY ALL ABODE LIKE STATUES ONE SITTING ON THE STONE ONE HALF WAY THROUGH THE HORNHEAD HALL ONE WITH A LEG ACROSS A WALL AND ONE LOOKED BACKWARDS VERY SMALL FAR UP THE ROAD ALONE
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