Hast, Mordomo! hast and know’
Says the King to his Mordomo,
But why did the king say so?
Because the king saw in that mountain,
How saw he her I do not know—
That incomparable Dona...
My reading does not tell me how.
Who to her sorrow is a Countess,
Countess she of Valderey:
Rather would she, by my halidom,