And thereupon Sir Irnfried
the valiant minstrel smote
Till rents perforce were riven
across his ring-wrought coat,
And all his breastplate quiver’d
with sparks of fiery red;
Albeit fell the landgrave
before the fiddler dead.
And thereupon Sir Irnfried
the valiant minstrel smote
Till rents perforce were riven
across his ring-wrought coat,
And all his breastplate quiver’d
with sparks of fiery red;
Albeit fell the landgrave
before the fiddler dead.