With Enchanting Winds, Her Pledged Guarding Hosts
In yonder land a princess lives,
With gentle winds her guarding host;
Suitors gaze as her beauty gives
Her sweet elegance, all the toast!
Yon dark castle, Dread lays in wait,
Its black anger, hating her charms;
Vows he, her enslavement tis Fate
Tho' it be by great force of arms!
For her kind heart it wants...
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