known part-songs for male voices, and are both written to his own
lines. The first is a stirring ballad of olden times:--

_Duke Charles rode forth at early dawn
Through drifting morning mists,
His armour frosted by the dew
Gleamed sullenly defiance....

... All day long the battle raged.
And spirits mingled with the mist
That wreathed the warring knights...._

Charles, although his charger is led by Death against the foe,
himself falls a victim to the tireless Reaper.

The second chorus, _Midsummer Clouds_, is in pleasant contrast to
the blood and war spirit of the first. In it we have the
imaginative charm and beauty of lines like the following:--

_Through the clear meadow blue
Wander fleecy white lambs...._

There is a certain depth about the song, however, as if the
scenic suggestion is only a symbol of something greater and more
human, and this feeling is increased by the last verse:--

_And the light dies away
As the silent dim shapes
Sail on through the gloaming,
Towards dreamland's gates._