Then spake the queen: “What pleasure
remains for me in life,
That ever I should covet
to be a hero’s wife?
Such sorrow have I suffer’d
all through the death of one,
That I must aye be joyless,
until my life be done.”
Then spake the queen: “What pleasure
remains for me in life,
That ever I should covet
to be a hero’s wife?
Such sorrow have I suffer’d
all through the death of one,
That I must aye be joyless,
until my life be done.”