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"Come, change thine apparel with me, old man," he said, "and I'll give thee forty shillings in good silver to spend in beer or wine." "O, thine apparel is good," the palmer protested, "and mine is ragged and torn. The holy church teaches that thou should'st ne'er laugh an old man to scorn." "I am in simple earnest, I say. Come, change thine apparel with mine.
Trot me not so hastily, lest the good Saint Alban cast thy poor soul into a hell seventy times heated, and 'twould be a sad O me! a very sad thing that thou should'st sniff brimstone on my account." "Why, Giles," quoth Beltane, blinking in the dawn, "what dost bring hither so early in the morning?"
Now if I slip within the pool and thou should'st pull me from the pool how then? Ha 'tis well bethought, let's do't!" "Were it any but Saint Cuthbert!" sighed Roger, "but I do thank thee for thy kindly thought, Giles." Now after this went they some way in silence, Beltane riding ahead very full of thought, and his companions behind, the one smiling and debonair, the other frowning and sad.
Giles's ready tongue faltered for very gratitude and on each tanned cheek were bright, quick-falling tears. "Giles," said she, "thou wert true and faithful to my lord when his friends were few, so methinks thou should'st be faithful and true to thy sweet Genevra so will I make thee Steward and Bailiff of Mortain an my lord is in accord "
Wast thou not born to abhor, and bred to curse me? Did not thy mother bequeath thee her blessing on condition that thou should'st detest and avoid me ?" "Oh no, no, no!" cried I; "think not so unkindly of her, nor so hardly of me." I then took from my pocketbook her last letter; and, pressing it to my lips, with a trembling hand, and still upon my knees, I held it out to him.
For the knight whom the poet finds thus silent and alone, is rehearsing to himself a lay, "a manner song," in these words: I have of sorrow so great wone, That joye get I never none, Now that I see my lady bright, Which I have loved with all my might, Is from me dead, and is agone. Alas! Death, what aileth thee That thou should'st not have taken me, When that thou took'st my lady sweet?
And anon there appeared the Sangreal unto the white knights, but thou was so feeble of good belief and faith that thou mightest not abide it for all the teaching of the good man, but anon thou turnest to the sinners, and that caused thy misadventure that thou should'st know good from evil and vain glory of the world, the which is not worth a pear.
And Sylvia did not need another word. Down she came in a twinkling, dressed in her new red cloak and hood, her face peeping out of the folds of the latter, bright and blushing. 'Thou should'st na' ha' put on thy new cloak for a night walk to Moss Brow, said Bell, shaking her head. 'Shall I go take it off, and put on my shawl? asked Sylvia, a little dolefully.
"Thou should'st temper thy regrets with wisdom. The Signor Gradenigo has long been friendly to thee, and I have heard that thy mother nursed him. Try his ears with prayers, but cease to anger the Republic with complaints." Antonio looked wistfully at his companion, but when he had ceased he shook his head mournfully, as if to express the hopelessness of relief from that quarter.
"On the contrary," resumed the demon; "thou should'st be thankful that in the wild wanderings of his latter years he stopped at thy humble cottage in the Black Forest of Germany. Important to thee were the results of that visit and still more important may they become!" "Explain thyself, fiend!" said Wagner, nothing dismayed.
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