Then spake the country’s ruler:
“What ails you, lady mine,
That you should dim with weeping
those bright and shining eyne?
You rather should be joyful
that subject unto you
My land is, and my castles,
and many a bold man, too.”
Then spake the country’s ruler:
“What ails you, lady mine,
That you should dim with weeping
those bright and shining eyne?
You rather should be joyful
that subject unto you
My land is, and my castles,
and many a bold man, too.”