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[Leave we now these lovers]

Leave we now these lovers,
Sad to part, yet joyful
In sure hope and certain
Faith of love's abiding.
Leave we in his castle
Gerard, ever shunning
Court and city pleasures.
Leave we in her cloister
Isabel, the white-souled
Pure warm-blooded woman
Blithe in daily duties,
Yet in spirit feeding
Ever on the one day
When her punctual lover
Riding to the gateway
Yearly claimed her greeting.
Till one day in summer
Came he for the last time;
Came with happy tidings
Telling of her freedom;
Came to bear her with him
Far through field and forest
Many a long day's riding
To his own fair castle,

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Where the twain were wedded
Never more to sever.
Now the storms are over,
And the ships in haven,
And my story ended.