But when it grew towards even
and near the sun’s last ray—
Seeing the air was cooler—
they would no more delay.
Then many a knight and lady
toward the castle rode.
On many a beauteous woman
were loving looks bestow’d.
But when it grew towards even
and near the sun’s last ray—
Seeing the air was cooler—
they would no more delay.
Then many a knight and lady
toward the castle rode.
On many a beauteous woman
were loving looks bestow’d.