And all his lordings at the sight
Crowded about his feet, to cling
And shout for joy with all their might,
“Thou art our lord, sir, and our king!”
Crowded about his feet, to cling
And shout for joy with all their might,
“Thou art our lord, sir, and our king!”
Sure all were glad when they had heard;
Quickly they led him in with glee,
And bathed his face and shaved his beard
And tired him as a king should be;
And then with mirth and jollity
They brought the queen into the town,
With every sort of minstrelsy!
Lord, how the tale went up and down!
Quickly they led him in with glee,
And bathed his face and shaved his beard
And tired him as a king should be;
And then with mirth and jollity
They brought the queen into the town,
With every sort of minstrelsy!
Lord, how the tale went up and down!
For very joy the people wept
That he was come so safe and sound;
For very joy they danced and leapt;
His soul was healed of every wound;
Again Sir Orfeo was crowned;
Again sweet Heurodis was queen;
In love they lived, till death they found;
Then the steward ruled their wide demesne.
That he was come so safe and sound;
For very joy they danced and leapt;
His soul was healed of every wound;
Again Sir Orfeo was crowned;
Again sweet Heurodis was queen;
In love they lived, till death they found;
Then the steward ruled their wide demesne.
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