She had looked for her coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's call;
But she came instead with a stealthy tread,
Which she did not hear at all.
She had thought how her armor would blaze in the sun,
As she rode like a Valkyrie to claim her bride:
In the sweet dim light of the falling night
She found her at her side.

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