"And on his brest a bloodie crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead, as living ever, him ador'd; Upon his shield the like was also scor'd, For soveraine hope, which in his helpe he had. Right, faithfull, true he was in deede and word; But of his cheere did seeme too solemne sad; Yet nothing did he dread, but ever was ydrad." 9. =Galaxy.= The milky-way. Gr. _gala_, _galaktos_, milk. 10. =baldric.= A belt thrown over the shoulder. From Lat. _balteus_. 11. =bearded meteor.= A shooting-star emitting rays of light in the direction in which it moves. The beard of a comet is the light which it throws out in front of it, in distinction from the tail or rays behind. 12. =He flashed.= His image was thrown upon and reflected from. 13. "=Tirra lirra.=" French _tire lire_. Probably intended to imitate the note of the lark. FOOTNOTES: [23:A] Malory's King Arthur, Part III. [24:A] Tennyson's Elaine. THE BROOK. I come from haunts of coot{1} and hern,{2} I make a sudden sally, And sparkle out among the fern, To bicker{3} down a valley. By thirty hills I hurry down, Or slip between the ridges, By twenty thorps,{4} a little town, And half a hundred bridges. Till last by Philip's farm I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland{5} set With willow-weed and mallow. I chatter, chatter, as I flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. I wind about, and in and out, With here a blossom sailing, And here and there a lusty trout, And here and there a grayling, And here and there a foamy flake Upon me, as I travel, With many a silvery waterbreak Above the golden gravel, And draw them all along, and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. I steal by lawns and grassy plots, I slide by hazel{6} covers; I move the sweet forget-me-nots That grow for happy lovers. I slip, I slide, I gloom,{7} I glance, Among my skimming swallows; I make the netted sunbeams dance Against my shady shallows. I murmur under moon and stars In brambly wildernesses; I linger by my shingly{8} bars; I loiter round my cresses; And out again I curve and flow To join the brimming river, For men may come and men may go, But I go on forever. NOTES.