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XIX.

[Bour.]
By thee, Saint Mary, and thy Son I swear,
That in what place yon doughty knight shall fall
Beneath the strong push of my outstretched spear,
There shall arise a holy church's wall,
The which in honour, I will Mary call,
With pillars large, and spire full high and round,
And this I faithfully will stand to all,
If yonder stranger falleth to the ground.
Stranger, be boune; I champion you to war;
Sound, sound the slogans, to be heard from far.

[Bourtonne and the Stranger fight. Stranger falls.