"Sir Knight! true sister-love
This heart devotes to thee:
No fonder seek to prove,
For oh! it paineth me.
Calmly I see thee near,
Calmly I see thee go:
But why that silent tear
Is wept, I may not know."
By dumb despair oppresse'd
The warrior's heart was wrung—
He strained her to his breast,
Then on his charger sprung;
And summoned vassals brave
Forth from the Switzer's land,
And sought the Holy Grave
With red-cross pilgrim-band.
There deeds of daring might
Were wrought by heroes' arms—
Their helmet-plumes waved bright
Amid the Paynim-swarms:
And Toggenburg's dread name
Struck terror to the foe,
But still no solace came
To soothe his lonely woe.
This heart devotes to thee:
No fonder seek to prove,
For oh! it paineth me.
Calmly I see thee near,
Calmly I see thee go:
But why that silent tear
Is wept, I may not know."
By dumb despair oppresse'd
The warrior's heart was wrung—
He strained her to his breast,
Then on his charger sprung;
And summoned vassals brave
Forth from the Switzer's land,
And sought the Holy Grave
With red-cross pilgrim-band.
There deeds of daring might
Were wrought by heroes' arms—
Their helmet-plumes waved bright
Amid the Paynim-swarms:
And Toggenburg's dread name
Struck terror to the foe,
But still no solace came
To soothe his lonely woe.
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