-"THERE is a thing, there is a thing, "Which I fain would have from thee! "I fain would have thy gay gold ring; "O! warrior, give it me?"—

"Or dost from the Saracens flee?

"Cold is the night,

"And your garment is light,

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Come, sweetheart, and warm you by me!".

My garment is light,

"And cold is the night,

"And I would that my

limbs were as cold:

"Groan must I ever,

"Sleep can I never,

Knight, till you give me your gay ring of gold!

"For that is a thing, a thing, a thing, "Which I fain would have from thee! "I fain would have thy gay gold ring; "O! warrior, give it me?"—

"Ne'er did mine eyes that lady view,

Bright Emmeline by name:

"She cannot compare,

"I wot, sweet lass, with thee;

"Then pass by my side

"Three nights as my bride,

"And thy guerdon the ring shall be!'

In silence the maid

The knight obey'd;

Low on his pillow her head she laid:
But soon as by hers his hand was press'd,
Changed to ice was the heart in his breast;
And his limbs were fetter'd in frozen chains,
And turn'd to snow was the blood in his veins.

Forth from the tent; and the blood which she froze,

Again through the veins of Lord Elmerick flows, And again his heart with passion glows.

Donned the knight

His armour bright;

Full wroth was he, I trow! -"Beshrew me!" he said,

"If thus, fair maid,

"From my tent to-morrow you go!"

Gone was light!

Come was night!

The sand-glass told, 'twas three;

And again stood there

The stranger fair,

And murmur again did she.

"There is a thing, there is a thing, "Which I fain would have from thee! “I fain would have thy gay gold ring; "O! warrior, give it me!".

-"One night by my side

"Hast thou pass'd as my bride;

"Two yet remain behind:

"Three must be pass'd,

"Ere thy finger fast

"The

gay gold ring shall bind.”...

Again the maid

The knight obey'd;

Again on his pillow her head she laid;
And again, when by hers his hand was press'd,
Changed to ice was the heart in his breast:
And his limbs were fetter'd in frozen chains,
And turn'd to snow was the blood in his veins!

Three days were gone, two nights were spent;
Still came the maid, when the glass told “three;"
How she came, or whither she went,
None could say, and none could see;

But the warrior heard,

When night the third

Was gone, thus claim'd his plighted word.

"Once!-twice!-thrice by your side

"Have I lain as your bride;

"Sir Knight! Sir Knight, beware you!

"Your ring I crave!

"Your ring I'll have,

"Or limb from limb I'll tear you!".

She drew from his hand the ring so gay;

No limb could he move, and no word could he

. See, Arthur, I bring

"To my grave, thy ring,"

Murmur'd the maiden, and hied her away.

say.