Whither they went I cannot tell—
I thought I heard, some minutes past,
Sounds as of a castle bell.
Stretch forth thy hand (thus ended she),
And help a wretched maid to flee.
Then Christabel stretched forth her hand
And comforted fair Geraldine:
“O well, bright dame! may you command
The service of Sir Leoline;
And gladly our stout chivalry