“Are we to harbour cuckoos?”
cried Hagen, answering:
“To gallant knights as we are
scant honour that would bring!
That he of my dear lady
hath bragg’d so scurvily
His life shall make atonement;
or I myself will die.”
“Are we to harbour cuckoos?”
cried Hagen, answering:
“To gallant knights as we are
scant honour that would bring!
That he of my dear lady
hath bragg’d so scurvily
His life shall make atonement;
or I myself will die.”