Then did they after his counsel, and out through the door they drew
Seven thousand slain men’s corpses, and forth of the palace threw.
Afront of the steps they hurled them adown to the court below.
Then wailed from the friends of the slaughtered lamentation and mourning and woe.
There was many a man among them whose hurts were not so sore,
But that soon, had he gentle tendance, he were whole again as before,
Who yet found death all swiftly, hurled from that cruel height.
Loudly their kin lamented who saw that pitiful sight.
Then shouted the viol-minstrel, the champion dauntless-souled:
“Now well do I see how truly the tale unto me was told