Sad-hearted were the warriors,
and many a maiden wept:
Doubtless their hearts foreboded
mischance for those who leapt
That day into the saddle—
they dreamt these friends lay dead—
They had good cause for mourning,
in sooth there was much need!
Sad-hearted were the warriors,
and many a maiden wept:
Doubtless their hearts foreboded
mischance for those who leapt
That day into the saddle—
they dreamt these friends lay dead—
They had good cause for mourning,
in sooth there was much need!