XLVII.
"These shall never die for me: life-blood falls too heavily":
Toll slowly.
"And if I die here apart, o'er my dead and silent heart
They shall pass out safe and free.
XLVIII.
"When the foe hath heard it said—'Death holds Guy of Linteged'"—
Toll slowly.
"That new corse new peace shall bring, and a blessèd, blessèd thing
Shall the stone be at its head.
XLIX.
"Then my friends shall pass out free, and shall bear my memory"—
Toll slowly.
"Then my foes shall sleek their pride, soothing fair my widowed bride
Whose sole sin was love of me:
L.
"With their words all smooth and sweet, they will front her and entreat"—
Toll slowly.
"And their purple pall will spread underneath her fainting head
While her tears drop over it.
LI.
"She will weep her woman's tears, she will pray her woman's prayers"—
Toll slowly.
"But her heart is young in pain, and her hopes will spring again
By the suntime of her years.