The ordeal`s fatal trumpet sounded, And sad pale Adelgitha came, When forth a valiant champion bounded, And slew the slanderer of her fame. She wept, delivered from her danger; But when he knelt to claim her glove- "Seek not!" she cried, "oh, gallant stranger, For hapless Adelgitha`s love. For he is dead and in a foreign land Whose arm should now have set me free; And I must wear the willow garland For him that`s dead, or false to me." "Nay! say not that his faith is tainted!"- He raised his visor.-At the sight She fell into his arms and fainted; It was indeed her one true knight!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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