Or loose my life with your dagger!"
The Knight sees only a star's white light,
And the Squire's purse pays the beggar.
A sturdy robber the highroad bars:
"Sir Knight, our debts we'll settle!"
The Knight hears only the song of stars,
And the Squire's blade wins the battle.
A lady looks from a castle wall:
"Sir Knight, in pity stay thee!
Untrammel me who lie here in thrall,