In scaping Durindane, a flame in show (He shifts so quickly) is the Scottish lord.
He leaps about his courser like a doe, Where'er the road best footing does afford.
And well it is that he should not forego An inch of vantage; who, if once that sword Smite him, will join the enamoured ghosts, which rove Amid the mazes of the myrtle grove.