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! old and young! your ears be lent To combat and to tournament!
 * Beyond the Elbe, in ancient days,

A Prince, good, rich, and glorious, sways; He hath an only daughter bright, Both his and all men’s dear delight. That maiden she is wondrous fair, Of stature tall and stately air; Her cheeks are white, and, sooth to speak, Red blushes bloom upon her cheek; Her eyes, like heaven, are clear and bright, And on her neck, that is so white, The golden glitt’ring locks descend In twisted ringlets without end.