Then goads he Gringolet and gets to the track, + 

Shapes him by a shore at the edge of a shaw, + 

And rides down the hillside right to the valley; + 

He look’d o’er the waste and full wild he ween’d it, + 

No sign of a shelter saw he aywhere, + 

But bare hills and brent upon bóth hànds, + 

Rough-knuckled knars with gnarlèd stones, + 

And clustering cliffs that grazèd the clouds. + 

F ull often he hoved, and halted his horse, + 

And oft his way changed that chapel to seek, + 

But on no síde could it see, and strange he thought it. + 

Soon, a little on a laund, a low as it were, + 

A barrow by a bank at the búrn sìde, + 

Fast by a fall of that foaming water, + 

Wherein bubbled the burn, as if it had boil’d. + 

He urges his horse and hies to the knoll + 

And lightly by a linden leaps down and ties + 

The rein of his rouncy to a ruggèd branch. + 

Then he bouns to the barrow and about it he strides, + 

Busily debating what thing it might be; + 

It had a hole at the end and at either side, + 

And was graithly o’ergrown with grass all in patches, + 

And all hollow within⁠—only an old cavern + 

Or a crevice of a crag; he could not it read + 

or spell. + 

“Ah, Lord!” said the good knight, + 

“Is this the Green Chapel? + 

Here might about mid-night + 

The dule his matins tell.” + 