Then toward a sunbright wildwood side
He looked and saw beneath it ride
A knight whose arms afar espied1
By note of name and proof of pride
⁠Bare witness of his brother born,
His brother Balan, hard at hand,
Twin flower of bright Northumberland,
Twin sea-bird of their loud sea-strand,
⁠Twin song-bird of their morn.

Ah then from Balen passed away
All dread of night, all doubt of day,
All care what life or death might say,
All thought of all worse months than May:
⁠Only the might of joy in love
Brake forth within him as a fire,
And deep delight in deep desire
Of far-flown days whose full-souled quire
⁠Rang round from the air above.