OVER! by ANNE EVANS

A knight came prancing on his way,
And across the path a lady lay:
'Stoop a little and hear me speak!'
Then, 'You are strong, and I am weak:
Ride over me now, and kill me.'

He opened wide his gay blue eyes,
Like one o'ermastered by surprise;
His cheek and brow grew burning red,
'Long looked-for, come at last,' she said,
'Ride over me now, and kill me.'

Then softly spoke the knight, and smiled:
'Fair maiden, whence this mood so wild?'
'Smile on,' said she, 'my reign is o'er,
But do my bidding yet once more:
Ride over me now, and kill me.'

He smote his steed of dapple-gray,
And lightly cleared her where she lay;
But still, as he sped on amain,
She murmured ever, 'Turn again:
Ride over me now, and kill me.'

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