‘I pray thee reach thine hand,
And draw me forth, or ere I sink,
Unto the firmer land.’
“Nor quailed nor wavered that valiant knight;
‘For Christ’s dear sake let it be!’
And out he reached his strong right hand,
And the leper-man forth drew he.
“Then the leper-man’s face grew bright as the sun
When he smiles on the earth at morn;
And his voice was soft as the summer breeze