English poem
The Fox-Chace, XXIII
On Flodden’s field there stands a bush, A willow bush where sedges grow, The fav’rite haunt of Friar Rush: This bush the neighb’ring shepherds know: ’Twas here the hounds had killed their prey, And vanished here the Goblin fay; And, even to this very day, The passing shepherd calls the bush, The Winning-Post of Friar Rush; And, therefore, I may well presume, That Friar Rush was Goblin Groom.