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Was ever a Maid in Waldhurst's walls
Might match with Margaret,
Her cheek was fair, her eyes were dark,
Her silken locks like jet.
Might match with Margaret,
Her cheek was fair, her eyes were dark,
Her silken locks like jet.
And many a rich and noble youth
Had strove to win the fair,
But never a rich or noble youth
Could rival Rudiger.
Had strove to win the fair,
But never a rich or noble youth
Could rival Rudiger.
At every tilt and tourney he
Still bore away the prize,
For knightly feats superior still
And knightly courtesies.
Still bore away the prize,
For knightly feats superior still
And knightly courtesies.
His gallant feats, his looks, his love,
Soon won the willing fair,
And soon did Margaret become
The wife of Rudiger.
Soon won the willing fair,
And soon did Margaret become
The wife of Rudiger.
