He thought: “I will not shoot her,
this maid who is so fair!”
And so he turned behind him
the sharp head of the spear,
And with the shaft he smote her
upon her vest of steel;
So that the blow re-echoed
that his stout hand did deal.
He thought: “I will not shoot her,
this maid who is so fair!”
And so he turned behind him
the sharp head of the spear,
And with the shaft he smote her
upon her vest of steel;
So that the blow re-echoed
that his stout hand did deal.