To fight for you, fair lady, and many a helmet will by them be riven.”
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Then spake the winged angel: “I bid you now farewell,
And leave you in God’s keeping, for work awaits me still.
I overstay my errand to linger here, yet speaking.”
Then from their sight he faded, and left the maidens’ hearts well-nigh to breaking.
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Then said Hilda’s daughter: “My sorrows none can know;
Much that I wished to ask thee, now must I forego.
For the sake of Christ, I beg thee, ere thou alone dost leave me,