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"Hark!" said the king, "the princess comes! And hark,
Those are her pages singing!" Guldemar,
His soul high lifted, trembling like a star,
Flashed his quick speech like light upon the king.
"Sire, what if my life were wholly given
To love a woman with a marriage ring?
Her hell and mine, another's rightful heaven!"
Those are her pages singing!" Guldemar,
His soul high lifted, trembling like a star,
Flashed his quick speech like light upon the king.
"Sire, what if my life were wholly given
To love a woman with a marriage ring?
Her hell and mine, another's rightful heaven!"
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"The holy cross," the king said, "and our word
Are linked promise! This same night shall stir
A great host for the holy sepulchre.
The man who keeps thy souls and loves apart,—
As a cursed spirit, banished from a shrine,
Must bind the crusade cross upon his heart,
And wind a pilgrim way from thee and thine."
Are linked promise! This same night shall stir
A great host for the holy sepulchre.
The man who keeps thy souls and loves apart,—
As a cursed spirit, banished from a shrine,
Must bind the crusade cross upon his heart,
And wind a pilgrim way from thee and thine."
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