Away she sped full swiftly,
and wrathful was her mood;
The stone aloft she lifted—
this noble maid and good—
Then from her hand she hurled it
with all her might and main,
And after it she leapt while
her armour rang again.
Away she sped full swiftly,
and wrathful was her mood;
The stone aloft she lifted—
this noble maid and good—
Then from her hand she hurled it
with all her might and main,
And after it she leapt while
her armour rang again.