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 In a year a son she bore him.

Three days later the son vanished;

Futile all the guards and efforts

Not a clew the wide world over.

And in years, the older brother's

Happy wife bore him a daughter.

Vainly thrice-strong guards are stationed

Fore the gates and cross the pathways.

Futile care before the third day

With night's shadows lost its battle,

New born daughter also vanished

Moved by this, the older brother

Suddenly became repentant,

And when his wife died soon after

To the church gave all belongings,

Took the cross 'gainst Turkish heathens,

Holy grave to free forever.

He had sought his death in battles

But in vain and soon his courage,

Strength and wisdom made him famous.

Ere he knew it, he was chosen

As the Johannite grand-master.

Younger brother, roamed world over,

Creating no longer statues

Of some angels or of martyrs,