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From
youth
to
age
a
reverend
hermit
grew
;
The
moss
his
bed
,
the
cave
his
humble
cell
,
His
food
the
fruits
,
his
drink
the
crystal
well
Remote
from
man
,
with
God
he
pass
'd
his
days
,
Prayer
all
his
business
--
all
his
pleasure
praise
.
Parnell
The
reader
can
not
have
forgotten
that
the
event
of
the
tournament
was
decided
by
the
exertions
of
an
unknown
knight
,
whom
,
on
account
of
the
passive
and
indifferent
conduct
which
he
had
manifested
on
the
former
part
of
the
day
,
the
spectators
had
entitled
,
"
Le
Noir
Faineant
"
.
This
knight
had
left
the
field
abruptly
when
the
victory
was
achieved
;
and
when
he
was
called
upon
to
receive
the
reward
of
his
valour
,
he
was
nowhere
to
be
found
.
In
the
meantime
,
while
summoned
by
heralds
and
by
trumpets
,
the
knight
was
holding
his
course
northward
,
avoiding
all
frequented
paths
,
and
taking
the
shortest
road
through
the
woodlands
.
He
paused
for
the
night
at
a
small
hostelry
lying
out
of
the
ordinary
route
,
where
,
however
,
he
obtained
from
a
wandering
minstrel
news
of
the
event
of
the
tourney
.
On
the
next
morning
the
knight
departed
early
,
with
the
intention
of
making
a
long
journey
;
the
condition
of
his
horse
,
which
he
had
carefully
spared
during
the
preceding
morning
,
being
such
as
enabled
him
to
travel
far
without
the
necessity
of
much
repose
.
Yet
his
purpose
was
baffled
by
the
devious
paths
through
which
he
rode
,
so
that
when
evening
closed
upon
him
,
he
only
found
himself
on
the
frontiers
of
the
West
Riding
of
Yorkshire
.
By
this
time
both
horse
and
man
required
refreshment
,
and
it
became
necessary
,
moreover
,
to
look
out
for
some
place
in
which
they
might
spend
the
night
,
which
was
now
fast
approaching
.
The
place
where
the
traveller
found
himself
seemed
unpropitious
for
obtaining
either
shelter
or
refreshment
,
and
he
was
likely
to
be
reduced
to
the
usual
expedient
of
knights-errant
,
who
,
on
such
occasions
,
turned
their
horses
to
graze
,
and
laid
themselves
down
to
meditate
on
their
lady-mistress
,
with
an
oak-tree
for
a
canopy
.
But
the
Black
Knight
either
had
no
mistress
to
meditate
upon
,
or
,
being
as
indifferent
in
love
as
he
seemed
to
be
in
war
,
was
not
sufficiently
occupied
by
passionate
reflections
upon
her
beauty
and
cruelty
,
to
be
able
to
parry
the
effects
of
fatigue
and
hunger
,
and
suffer
love
to
act
as
a
substitute
for
the
solid
comforts
of
a
bed
and
supper
.
He
felt
dissatisfied
,
therefore
,
when
,
looking
around
,
he
found
himself
deeply
involved
in
woods
,
through
which
indeed
there
were
many
open
glades
,
and
some
paths
,
but
such
as
seemed
only
formed
by
the
numerous
herds
of
cattle
which
grazed
in
the
forest
,
or
by
the
animals
of
chase
,
and
the
hunters
who
made
prey
of
them
.
