What's O'Clock

What's O'Clock

What's O'Clock

What's O'Clock

Excerpt

He rides a white horse,
Mary Madonna,
Dappled as clouds are dappled,
O Mary, Mary,
And the leather of his harness is the colour of the sky.

On his head is a casque with an azure plume
Which none may observe with unswerving eyes.
A proud gentleman, Mary Madonna.
A knight to fill the forest, riding it cross-wise,
O Mary, Mary.
His hoof-prints dint the beech-mast,
His plume brushes the golden leaves.

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