Chapter XVI

Mainly I looked for Rupert, and by name
Challenged him forth:--"Dog! dost thou hide behind?--
Insulter of women! Coward! save where shame
And rapine call thee! God at last is kind,
And my sword waits!"--Like an upbeating flame,
My voice rose to a windy shout; and blind
I seemed to sit, till, with an outstretched hand,
Isolda rode before me from that band.