The morrow was the great Calesford day; Henrietta carolled of it.
She stroked her own smooth cheek, and carolled out, "What a pretty barbule!"
So she carolled it forth like the birds, in a sweet and simple song.
And I carolled, not as if I had been young Siegfried, but a young dragon, nay!
The birds flitted from bough to bough and carolled louder and lustier than ever.