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I understand all— I know why you come to my lonely hall.

And you welcome me not, though you know why I came?

God's peace and farewell, then, my noble dame!

To have stayed in the royal hall, indeed, Sir Knight, had better become your fame.

In the royal hall? Do you scoff at my need?

Your need? You are ill to content, my friend; Where, I would know, do you think to end? You can dress you in velvet and cramoisie, You stand by the throne, and have lands in fee—

Do you deem, then, that fortune is kind to me? You said but now that full well you knew What brought me to Solhoug—

I told you true!

Then you know what of late has befallen me;— You have heard the tale of my outlawry?