“When the Saracenic chieftain
At the banquet drinks and sings,”
Says this personage vindictive,
“Give this gruel, dear, to he—
It will cure him of his tantrums,
Straightway then arise and flee.”
Escaping thus, the dauntless Lita,
Emulating Joan of Arc,
Dons bright armour, sword, and buckler,
And in battle makes her mark.