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THE ELECTED KNIGHT.
The first tilt they together rode
They put their steeds to the test ;
They proved their manhood best;
The third tilt they together rode,
Neither of them would yield ;
They both fell on the field.
Now lie the lords upon the plain,
And their blood runs unto death ;
The youngest sorrows till death.
[This strange and somewhat mystical ballad is from Nyerup and Rahbek's Danske Viser of the Middle Ages. It seems to refer to the first preaching of Christianity in the North, and to the institution of Knight-Errantry. The three maidens I suppose to be Faith, Hope, and Charity. The irregularities of the original have been carefully preserved in the translation.]
PENTECOST, day of rejoicing, had come. The church of the village