Gives her fame which never dies.
So the life that died with shame
Lives in death with glorious fame.
[009] Hang thou there upon the tomb,
[010] Praising her when I am dumb.
Now, music, sound, and sing your solemn hymn.
Song.
Pardon, goddess of the night,
[013] Those that slew thy virgin knight;
For the which, with songs of woe,