As each were a palmer and told for beads
The dews of the eventide.
"O young page," said the knight,
"A noble page art thou!
Thou fearest not to steep in blood
The curls upon thy brow;
And once in the tent, and twice in the fight,
Didst ward me a mortal blow."
"O brave knight," said the page,
"Or ere we hither came,