turret-clad

Updated: May 3, 2025

Beyond the river, in the broad meadow beneath the turret-clad mound, half-naked, sunburnt boys drove home the small humped cows to the milking, scaring away, as they went, the troops of white horses that pastured in the same field, clapping their hands and crying out at the little black foals that ran and frisked by the side of their white dams.

F. Marion (Francis Marion) Crawford - Marzio's Crucifix, and Zoroaster