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 In Robert's hair; she saw him bend

Back Robert's head; she saw him send

The thin steel down; the blow told well,

Right backward the knight Robert fell,

And moan'd as dogs do, being half dead,

Unwitting, as I deem: so then

Godmar turn'd grinning to his men,

Who ran, some five or six, and beat

His head to pieces at their feet.

Then Godmar turn'd again and said:

"So, Jehane, the first fitte is read!

Take note, my lady, that your way

Lies backward to the Chatelet!"

She shook her head and gazed awhile

At her cold hands with a rueful smile,

As though this thing had made her mad.

This was the parting that they had

Beside the haystack in the floods.