CHORUS OF ADVENTURERS
'Sharpened sword at saddle bow,
Strength to wield it well,
Maiden's love where e'er we go—
Fighting lust and evil passion
In the old, grim hero fashion.'
'Who shall stop us as we go
Down the village road,
Faces, that we love and know,
In the paths we trod?
We that war with lust and passion
Draw not back thus, woman fashion.'
'We are rich in hope and blessing,
Love of all our friends—
Let there be no weak caressing
Till the journey ends—
Till we vanquish lust and passion
And return in victor fashion.'
CHORUS OF MATERNAL RELATIVES AT THE HALL
'Who shall tell us where they go!
Keep them safe O God
(Little evil do they know)
In the paths untrod!
Victors over lust and passion.
Bring them back in glorious fashion'.
CHORUS OF ADVENTURERS IN THE DISTANCE
'Who shall tell us where to go
In the crowded city?
Houses make a royal show
Sure it were a pity
In this home of Lust and passion
Thus to flee it coward fashion.'
CHORUS OF SURVIVORS SUBSEQUENTLY
'Lo! our swords are bent and rusted.
Girths are laced with string,
Breastplates scarcely to be trusted
Casque a ruined thing—
Yielded all to lust and passion
In the very oldest fashion!'