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e lute he plays upon Shall strike ladies into trouble, As his sword strikes men to death. "'And the steed, it shall be shod All in silver, housed in azure, And the mane shall swim the wind! And the hoofs, along the sod, Shall flash onward _in a pleasure_, Till the shepherds look behind. "'But my lover will not prize All the glory that he rides in, When he gazes in my face! He will say, 'O Love, thine eyes Build the shrine my soul abides in; And I kneel here for thy grace.' "'Then, ay, then--he shall kneel low-- With the red-roan steed _anear_ him Which shall seem to understand-- Till I answer, "Rise, and go! For the world must love and fear him Whom I gift with heart and hand." "'Then he will arise so pale, I shall feel my own lips tremble With a _yes_ I must not say-- Nathless, maiden-brave, "Farewell," I will utter and dissemble-- "Light to-morrow, with to-day." "'Then he will ride through the hills, To the wide world past the river, There to put away all wrong! To make straight distorted wills,-- And to empty the broad quiver Which the wicked bear along. "'Three times shall a young foot-page Swim the stream, and climb the mountain, And kneel down beside my feet-- "Lo! my master sends this gage, Lady, _for thy pity's counting_! What wilt thou exchange for it?" "'And the first time, I will send A white rosebud for a guerdon,-- And the second time, a glove! But the third time--I may bend From my pride, and answer--"Pardon, If he comes to take my love." "'Then the young foot-page will run, Then my lover will ride faster, Till he kneeleth at my knee! "I am a duke's eldest son! Thousand serfs do call me master,-- But, O Love, I love but thee!" "'He will kiss me on the mouth Then, and lead me as a lover, Through the crowds that praise his deeds! And when soul-tied by one troth, Unto _him_ I will discover That swan's nest among the reeds.' "Little Ellie, with her smile Not yet ended, rose up gaily,-- Tied the bonnet, donn'd the shoe-- And went homeward, round a mile, Just to see, as she did daily, What more eggs were with the _two_. "Pushing throug
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