And the sun rose up, and the sun went down,
And the flowers died, soon or late.
At length she summoned her Page again,
And again to him said she:
“Go tell my Knight I wait for him
Where the Rhine runs down to the sea.”
The Page came back and doffed his cap,
And these were the words he bore:
“He loses nothing who patiently waits.”
And not one syllable more.[[8]]