Last one, I swear it. I think I've been watching too much Lord of The Rings, you know.
It makes me feel like writing in English.
Anyway...
Enjoy it (=
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Red as the very blood of her own veins
Was her long and beautiful hair that burned on a cute head
Soft as the very touch of a twilight fog was her skin
And white as a glowing evening moon of starry sky
Her hands and feet were cold and thin
Yet her heart was warm of a fading feeling
For her life was fading in a growing illness
And already faded to sadness
Thus to spare her knight of this pain
To far lands she cast him away
Told him to fulfill his oath
Two tasks he should suffer
And not to return
Without them done
Then she said
"Go and find me an acre of land
Between salt water and the sea strands
Plow it with a sheep's horn
And sow it all over with one peppercorn
And make me a cambric shirt
Without no seams nor needle work
Wash it in yonder dry well
Which never water sprung nor rain fell
Then I will hold fulfilled your oath"
When the knight's quest came to an end
And no task was left behind
His lady he could not find
For she could not stand
The weight of a only breath
The knight rode utmostly fast
To the nearest fair
Seeking hope and care
But he could only gather
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme
For she who once was a true love of mine
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