Where the Rhine runs down to the sea.
Now one of these Knights she loved full well,
And he bowed low at her feet;[[2]]
“I have wooed thee for three long years,” he said,
“When wilt thou wed me, sweet?”
But she with a light laugh answered “Wait.”
“I will wait one year,” said he,
“And then I shall come to claim your hand
Where the Rhine runs down to the sea.”
So off to the foreign wars he went