“The noble king doth ask for
your pity in his need.
All joyless are his people:
my lady she is dead,
The rich and mighty Helka,
of my good lord the wife;
And now full many a maiden
doth lead an orphan’d life—
“The noble king doth ask for
your pity in his need.
All joyless are his people:
my lady she is dead,
The rich and mighty Helka,
of my good lord the wife;
And now full many a maiden
doth lead an orphan’d life—