9th Leper.
Thou have her first? Who art
Thou, then, thou redhaired knave?
10th Leper (calling out loudly).
Here's one who says
He'll tame the Queen!
1st Leper.
Oh, break his jaw!
Young Leper.
I want
Her now, my friends; my loins burn and itch
For her!
Redhaired Leper.
I'll beat you, cripples, and I'll make
You all more cripple than ye are,
Unless ye give her me to kiss and hug
For one full week at least!
Iwein.
What crowest thou,
Redheaded rooster!—Ye shall all draw lots
For who shall have her after me!
11th Leper.
Ay, let's
Draw lots.
Redhaired Leper.
Plague on you all!
4th Leper.
It's on us now!
Come, let's draw lots!
6th Leper.
Draw lots!