Great joy it bringeth me,
When strongholds old, by armies bold,
Beleaguered I can see.
When toppling walls uprooted fall,
And on the shore I see,
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Beyond the ditch and palisades,
The watchful enemy.
A good knight also pleaseth me,
When first he rides into the fray,
With horse in armor fearlessly;
For well he shows his men the way,
With such undaunted bravery,
That, when they come upon the field,
Each man would rather die than yield,
And follows willingly;
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