The stranger smiled: "Since to your home
475 A destined errant-knight I come,
Announced by prophet sooth and old,
Doomed, doubtless, for achievement bold,
I'll lightly front each high emprise,
For one kind glance of those bright eyes.
480 Permit me, first, the task to guide
Your fairy frigate o'er the tide."
The maid with sm
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