Or else between the night and the full day,
And down there, on your left, will be his way.”
20
—“Swear that you will not come between us two
Nor help me by a hair’s weight if I bow.”
—“If you are he, if prophesies speak true,
Not heaven and all the gods can help you now.
This much I have been told, but know not how
The fight will end. Who knows? I cannot tell.”
“Sir, be content,” said Dymer. “I know well.”