While Froda's wounds were healing Edwald would sometimes
wander, when the shades of evening fell dark and silent
around, on the flowery terraces beneath the windows of
Hildegardis, and sing pleasant little songs; amongst others
the following:--


"Heal fast, heal fast, ye hero-wounds;
0 knight, be quickly strong;
Beloved strife
For fame and life,
0 tarry not too long!"


But that one which the maidens of the castle loved best to
learn from him was this, and it was perhaps the longest song
that Edwald had ever sung in his whole life:--


"Would I on earth were lying,
By noble hero slain;
So that love's gentle sighing
Breathed me to life again!

"Would I an emperor were,
Of wealth and power!
Would I were gathering twigs
In woodland bower!