“So cold I feel my armour:”
quoth Volker presently,
“Methinks the night is wearing
and soon will ended be;
I mark that by the breezes;
’twill very soon be day.”
Then many a man awoke they
who still in slumber lay.
“So cold I feel my armour:”
quoth Volker presently,
“Methinks the night is wearing
and soon will ended be;
I mark that by the breezes;
’twill very soon be day.”
Then many a man awoke they
who still in slumber lay.