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Updated: October 7, 2026
And all shall be revealed: now list my tale: 'Tis five months flown, my father yet controlled The land, and bowed our necks with iron sway; Little I knew but the wild joys of arms, And mimic warfare of the chase; One day, Long had we tracked the boar with zealous toil On yonder woody ridge: it chanced, pursuing A snow-white hind, far from your train I roved Amid the forest maze; the timid beast, Along the windings of the narrow vale, Through rocky cleft and thick-entangled brake, Flew onward, scarce a moment lost, nor distant Beyond a javelin's throw; nearer I came not, Nor took an aim; when through a garden's gate, Sudden she vanished: from my horse quick springing, I followed: lo! the poor scared creature lay Stretched at the feet of a young, beauteous nun, That strove with fond caress of her fair hands To still its throbbing heart: wondering, I gazed; And motionless my spear, in act to strike, High poised while she, with her large piteous eyes For mercy sued and thus we stood in silence Regarding one another.