Great tears bedewed her garments, for ne'er to that maiden fair Had any given such counsel as Lunete to her lady bare. (This rede did she give to her lady, 'Let him live who thy lord hath slain, 465 Thou shalt in his love hereafter amends for thy sorrow gain.') Not such was the will of Siguné, as maidens of wavering mind, (On their names I had best keep silence) here the tale of true love ye'll find. Then she spake, 'If joy e'er befall me that shall be when I know relief Is his, who so long hath suffered, when is lightened his load of grief. 470 If thro' _thee_ he hath found this succour then in truth shall all praise be thine; Methinketh e'en now at thy girdle do I see his sword to shine-- If its magic spell thou knowest then to strife mayest thou fearless fare, For its edge is keen--Its maker a noble name doth bear, Trebuchet's hand hath wrought it; by Karnant there flows a spring, 475 And '_Lac_' from the name of that streamlet methinks is he named, the king. The sword will withstand the first blow, at the next it will break in twain, An thou to these waters bring it from their flow 'twill be whole again. Yet where at its source the streamlet flows forth from its rocky bed, Shalt thou seek those healing waters ere the sun stand high overhead. 480 _Lac_ is the name of that fountain--If unsplintered shall be the blade Then press thou its halves together, from the waters shall it be made, Not whole alone, but stronger the blade and the edge shall grow, Nor their brightness and fair adorning be dimmed by the water's flow. Yet a spell thou first must master, ere thou draw that sword of might, 485 Thou hast left it behind, I fear me! Hast thou learnt its words aright, Then in truth all earthly blessings shall blossom and bear for thee-- Believe me, dear my cousin, what of marvels thou there couldst see, To thine hand shall they all do service; the crown of blessings fair Uplifted o'er all earth's noblest henceforward thine head shall bear. 490 And thine is desire's fulfilment, and none with thy wealth and might May measure himself, if the question hath won at thy lips its right!'