30 The ioyous Nymphes and lightfoote Faëries Which thether came to heare their musick sweet, And to the measure of their melodies Did learne to move their nimble-shifting feete, Now hearing them so heavily lament, 35 Like heavily lamenting from them went.

But sorrow clears from the mind of youth like the tarnish of breath upon glass, and who could carry a heavy heart upon so lightfooted a horse and through so sweet an air?

Fyfe was walking toward her with that peculiar, lightfooted step of his, a queer, tense look on his face.