New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1872-10-23

s,ol,vart Baron. King Arthur's friend. The Baron
Uould lain have rewarded him worthiy feeling sure he
was Of Arthurs Table but IJ nette cried fun su Oh
49, ALL, ., a ,rrtb
And in a sort. being Arthur's kitehen-knavel-
But deem not / accept thee aught the more,
eenllion for running sharply with thy spit
Down on a rout of craven foresters.
A thrcsher with his fan had scatterd them.
Nay--fOr thou smellest OF the Kitchen still
But an this Lord Will yield US harborage,
Well"
So they were sheltered for night by tho Baron, ana
then Gareth criea again. LEAD, and follow" For the
first time a CLEAN Of pity softened Lynettes naughty
eyes as she babe him return for they were near the
knight who called himself the Morning Star. and Who
II he kept on fun soon would overthrow and say hin
But Gareth answered, courteously,
Say thou thy say, and will do my deed
And surely II was long before Morning Star lay over
thrown his feet and asked his mercy 30 nc paue
his conquered foe betake himself TO Arthurs man. anu
then cried once more to the damsel, Lead ana iol
low" And as Lynette rode on, she sang htte song
20 morning star that shinest In the Due,
star, my morning dream hath proven tIue, ~ y
Shine sweetly, thou my love haih snlieu vi mt
Tben she naused in her singing TO utter more
scornfu warning The second brother unless even yet
Gareth would fee would pay him all his wages And IL
was not long before the knight, who called himself the
MONDAY sun, "huge huge red horse, ana all IN
mail FURNISHED 70 binding" confronted them Inc com
batants met midway Of the stream. and soon the Suns
horse supIe0, ana ille itil,
battered on the rock" yielded, and Gareth sent him.
in his turn to Arhurs hall. But Lynette would give
him no goryt was accident which hadfavored hm-the
wind blew toward her. strongly as ever, the doors OF
the kitchen. scornfuly she sang:
go sun mot this strong fool whom thou Sir Knaye
% sun, that waRenest ali to bliss or pain,
o moon. that layest all TO sleep again,
Shine sweetly: twice my love hath smiled on me-
"What knowest thou OF lovesong or OF lovei
NAY, God WOt, so thou vert nODly bofh
Thou hast pleasant presence-yea, perchanee-
"'o dewy flowers that open to the sun.
o dewy flowers that close when day Is done,
Blow sweely: twice my love hath smiled on me-
"what Bnowest thou of flowers, except perchanee
To garnish meats with hath not our good King
foolish love for howersl what stick We round
The pasty3 wherewithal deck the bOar's headf
Flowers nay, the boar hath rosemaries and bay
$50 birds that MARBLE to the morning sky,
o birds that MARBLE as the day goes by go
Sing merrly twice my love hath smiled on me-
And then a third time she gave him scornful warn
ing; for near at hand the third knight-he who
called himself the Evening Star" This encounter was
more terrible than either of the others Gareth began
almost TO despair but now scornfu Lynete encouraged
him, crying that though knave he noble as any
Of the knights, and worthy Of the Round Table. 80
cheered at last he riumphed and cried out again Lead
and follow:
al lead no longer; ride thou at any side;
Thou art the kiugest of all Htchenknayes.
90 o trefoil. sparkling the rainy plain,
O rainbow with three cOlOrs after rain, go
Shine sweetly thrice my love hath smiled on me.
Then she spoke TO him many gracious and kindly
words and confessed herself ashamed Of all her revl-
ngs Befo the encounter with the fourth and last OF
the besiegers of the Lady IyOnors, Sir Lanceot had
arrived and be lent to Gareth his fesher horse and bis
own armor which his valiant deeds had made terrible
TO his enemies and equipped Gareth went forward
to meet the last Of the hostile knights who came forth
to the encounter
High on a nightblack horse, In nightblack arms;
Win white breastbOnc, and barren rlDs OF Dtdlu,
And crowned with heshless Laughter
But this fight winch should have been the most FEARFUL
ended most easily of all. When Gareth Glove the black
knights helm from out it issued the bright face OF
blooming boy, fresh as a flower newborn" who cried
Stay not: my three brethren bade me 90 H.
To make a horror all about the house,
And stay the world from Lady LyOuoIs.
They dreamed the passes would DE past
so Night" was turned into morning, and Death ."
into Joyous life Is there subtle moral hidden here
Is the King Terrors but disguised minister OF peace
and the black night fear, the roseate dawnng Of
and gladder day OF course they were happy ever
afterward-the old legends say that Gareth married
Lady Lyonors-but Mr.. Tennyson knows better, and
gives him to Lynette l. c..