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The Wandering Knight’s Song

From the ‘Spanish Ballads’

MY ornaments are arms,

My pastime is in war;

My bed is cold upon the wold,

My lamp yon star.

My journeyings are long,

My slumbers short and broken;

From hill to hill I wander still,

Kissing thy token.

I ride from land to land,

I sail from sea to sea;

Some day more kind I fate may find,

Some night kiss thee.