PART III.
Near and far the hunters sought,
Roaming every wood:
The court would pay the weight in gold
'Twas well understood:
Yet no fox's liver to be bought!
To their mountain huts again
Sad those hunters came.
"All the foxes know!" said they:
"Far and wide the fame
Passeth of this Princess and her pain."
Wrathful waxed the Lord—spake he:
"Loth I were to slay
One fox even, yet my child
Pines: if not to-day
Comes this thing, then disembowelled be
