For who would be esteemed a knight
Must deal hard blows in many a fight.
Lances and swords, gay waving crests,
Surge in the battle's van,
And shields dismantled and pierced through.
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The blows are neither faint nor few,
Well dealt by knights of valor true,
Contending man to man.
And frightened horses loose are flying,
Charging among the dead and dying.
No count, of lineage high,
But feels, rejoicing in the strife,
Far better death than shameful life.
I tell you, better far than sleep,
Or sounds of revelry,
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