:30:21
What is that ribbon there,
Around your neck just there?
:30:26
My mother's cross I bear.
:30:30
That gold, upon my life,
Has corners like a knife.
:30:34
lt stabs us both. Oh fling
lt off and you'll take wing.
:30:59
O maid of mine, we're here.
:31:02
Has it not all come clear?
:31:04
The house of our good Lord?
:31:08
Not his, that is my fort.
:31:12
Those graves, I ask your pardon?
:31:15
Not graves, that is my garden.
:31:22
My maid, now look at me,
:31:27
And vault this wall with glee!
:31:29
Let me go from your hold.
:31:32
Your eyes are strange and cold.
:31:35
There's poison in your sighs,
:31:38
Your heart is hard like ice.
:31:56
Oh do not fear, my love.
And we'lI have mirth enough,