Here you will find the Poem The Knight's Return of poet Charles Kingsley
Hark! hark! hark! The lark sings high in the dark. The were wolves mutter, the night hawks moan, The raven croaks from the Raven-stone; What care I for his boding groan, Riding the moorland to come to mine own? Hark! hark! hark! The lark sings high in the dark. Hark! hark! hark! The lark sings high in the dark. Long have I wander'd by land and by sea, Long have I ridden by moorland and lea; Yonder she sits with my babe on her knee, Sits at the window and watches for me! Hark! hark! hark! The lark sings high in the dark. Written for music, 1857.
