text: " "'Then the young foot-page will run Then my lover will ride faster Till he kneeleth at my knee! "I am a duke's eldest son! Thousand serfs do call me master -- But O Love I love but thee!" "'He will kiss me on the mouth Then and lead me as a lover Through the crowds that praise his deeds! And when soul-tied by one troth Unto _him_ I will discover That swan's nest among the reeds