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“Love is better than house and lands;
So Sir Stephen I'll ride with thee.”
She made one step where the courser stands,
One light spring to the saddle-tree.
So Sir Stephen I'll ride with thee.”
She made one step where the courser stands,
One light spring to the saddle-tree.
Love is better than kith or kin:
So close she clung, and so close clasped he,
They heard no sob of the bitter wind,
Or snow that shuddered along the lea.
So close she clung, and so close clasped he,
They heard no sob of the bitter wind,
Or snow that shuddered along the lea.
Love is better than life and breath:
The drifts are over the horse's knee,
Softly they sink to the soft white death,
And the snow-shroud hides them silently.
The drifts are over the horse's knee,
Softly they sink to the soft white death,
And the snow-shroud hides them silently.
Houses and lands are gone for aye;
Kith and kin like the wild wind flee;
Life and death have vanished away;
But love hath blossomed eternally.
Kith and kin like the wild wind flee;
Life and death have vanished away;
But love hath blossomed eternally.
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