Midnight
cried the Witch , and , struggling to her feet , hobbled to Jocelyn and laid bony finger on wrist and brow , nodded , mumbled , and so , bent on her staff , hobbled away ; but , reaching the cave-mouth , she paused , and smote stick to earth fiercely . `` To-morrow ! '' she croaked . `` Midnight ! Re -- member ! '' Tells how the Witch , with incantations dire , In life to life brought Robin through the fire . * * * * * The wind was cold -- indeed 't was plaguy chill -- That furtive crept and crept , like something ill Stealing with dreadful purpose in the dark , With scarce a sound its stealthy course to mark ; While pallid moon did seem to swoon , as though It ghastly things beheld on earth below ; And Robin gripped the good sword by his side , And Joc ` lyn looked about him watchful-eyed ; While Lobkyn Lollo felt and looked the bolder By reason of the club across his shoulder .