So he called on her who was loved of each,
And she sheathed the blow that would stretch him dead,
And slain she lay on the pallid beach.
The victor gazed for deep and long,
Kneeling beside them, his love and friend;
And the vanquished swore to right the wrong
Ten hells for one, at the other end.
And the victor saw the lovelight glow
Deep in her eyes, a wondrous flame,