Kings and Queens of England with Other Poems — Margaret's Remembrance of Lightfoot

MARGARET'S REMEMBRANCE OF LIGHTFOOT.

My beautiful steed, 'Tis painful indeed To think we are parted forever;

That on no sunny day, With light spirits and gay, Over hills far away, We shall joyously travel together.

Thy soft glossy mane I shall ne'er see again, Nor thy proudly arched neck 'gain behold;

Nor admire _that_ in thee, Which so seldom we see, A kind, gentle spirit, yet bold.

Thou wert pleasant indeed My darling grey steed, "In my mind's eye" thou'rt beautiful still;

For when thou wert old Thy heart grew not cold, Its warm current time never could chill.

Not a stone marks the spot Where they laid thee, Lightfoot, And no fence to enclose thee around;

But what if there's not, _Deep engraved on my heart_ Thy loved image may ever be found.