Why, when I found you lying in each other's arms I could have wept for rage to think that such a fray had been within a league of my own doors and I not in it." "I know nothing of all that story," said Godwin.
"No, in truth, how can you, who have been senseless this month or more?
But Rosamund knows, and she shall tell it you.

Speak on, Rosamund.

Lay you back, Godwin, and listen." "The tale is yours, my cousins, and not mine," said Rosamund.
"You bade me take the water, and into it I spurred the grey horse, and we sank deep, so that the waves closed above my head.
Then up we came, I floating from the saddle, but I regained it, and the horse answered to my voice and bridle, and swam out for the further shore.

On it swam, somewhat slantwise with the tide, so that by turning my head I could see all that passed upon the mole.

I saw them come at you, and men fall before your swords; I saw you charge them, and run back again.