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“ Yes ; his men rush to the rescue, headed by the haughty Templar,
Their united force compels the champion to pause—they drag Irront-
de-P>oeut within the walls !
"The assailants have won the barriers, have they not?11
“ They have! they have! ”
Who yield ? Who push their way ? "
I he besieged have the better.'”
“ Saint George, strike for us J Do the false veoincti syivc wav '* ”
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" No, they bear then:selves right veomaidv. The Black' Knight
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approaches the postern with his huge axe— the thundering blows
-.vliich he deals you may hear above all the din of the battle. The
postern gjtc shakes—it crushes— ii. is splintered by his blown ! They
rush in—the outwork is won! O Heaven! they hurl the defenders
fi :'?m the battlements— they throw them into the moat. O men, if ye
be indeed men, spare them that can resist no longer! Alas ■ I see it
is still more difficult to look upon victory than battle/'
<rWhat do the}' now, maiden? This is no time to faint at blood
shed."
“ It is over for the time,”
''Our friends will surely not abandon an enterprise so gloriously
begun and so happily attained. Ob, no! I will put my faith m the
good knight— I swear bv the honor of mv house; I vow bv the name
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of my lady love, 1 would endure ten years' captivity to i:gal one day
by that good knight's side in such a quarrel as this ! "
“ Alas! this impatient yearning after action wi'I not fail to injure
your returning health. How couldsL thou hope to inflict wounds on
others ere that be healed which l.aou thyself hasL receiver;?''
" Rebecca, den; Rebecca, thou 1; no west not bow impossible it is for
one trained to actions of chivalry to remain passive as a priest or a
woman when they are acting deeds < f honor around him. I lie love of
battle is the food unon which we live; the dust, the melee, is the breath
of cur nostrils! We live not-—-we wish not to live longer than while we
are victorious and renowned. Such, maiden, are the law.1- o! chivalry
to which we are sworn, and to which we oiler all that we bo.ci deau