The boy was now the winner; one of his foes lay dead

The boy was now the winner; one of his foes lay dead; But quickly came another, who sorrow for him made. All at last were slaughtered; nor old nor young were living; God in heaven helped him; but truly against such strength ’twere hopeless striving.

When he that feat of wonder had done, with heart so brave, He called the friendly maidens from out their rocky cave. He said: “Let air and sunshine your sorry hearts be filling; Since now the God in heaven to grant to us some bliss at last is willing.”

His call they kindly welcomed, and many times, forsooth, The boy by the lovely maidens was kissed upon the mouth. Their keeper now lay lifeless; and none there was to hinder Their roaming o’er the hillsides, and, far or near, at their good-will to wander.