Dramatic Romances

“Well,” cried he, “Emperor, by God’s grace
        “We’ve got you Ratisbon! 
“The Marshal’s in the market-place,
        And you’ll be there anon
To see your flag-bird flap his vans
        Where I, to heart’s desire, 30
Perched him—­” The chief’s eye flashed; his plans
        Soared up again like fire.