এই পাতাটির মুদ্রণ সংশোধন করা হয়েছে, কিন্তু বৈধকরণ করা হয়নি।
gift of thine.
From now there shall be no fear left for me in this world, and thou shall be victorious in all my strife. Thou hast left death for thy companion and I shall crown him with my life. Thy sword is with me to eat asunder my bonds and there shall be no fear left for me in the world.
From now I leave off all petty decorations. Lord of my heart, no more shall there be for me waiting and weeping in corner, no more coyness and sweetness of demeanour. Thou hast given me thy sword for adornment. No more doll’s decorations for me!
