
The speaker urges horsemen to ride forty miles to rescue Castle Brancepeth from the Roundheads before the morning grows bright. His wife Gertrude laughs at the suggestion of surrender and answers with the same call to mount and ride.
By Robert Browning · Genre: War Poetry, Dramatic Poetry · 211 words
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away! / Rescue my castle before the hot day / Brightens to blue from its silvery gray. / CHO. -- Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
Ride past the suburbs, asleep as you 'd say; / Many 's the friend there, will listen and pray / "God's luck to gallants that strike up the lay -- / CHO. -- Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!"
Forty miles off, like a roebuck at bay, / Flouts Castle Brancepeth the Roundheads' array: / Who laughs, "Good fellows ere this, by my fay, / CHO. -- Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!"
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mounted soldiers · castle siege · Roundheads · military rescue · refusal to surrender