“MAIDEN! hast thou seen my steed?”
‘Faithless one! not I, indeed!
But I heard that thou hadst tied him
To the mountain-maple tree;
When a stranger pass’d beside him,
Full of scorn and rage was he:
With his hoofs the ground he beat;
Of his master’s guilt he knew.
Not one maiden did he cheat:
No; that master cheated two:
One has borne a wretched child;
One with grief and shame is wild!’