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Do not sink into apathy, but comfort yourself; that will be wise, and God will give you joy again. DO NOT SINK INTO APATHY BUT COMFORT YOURSELF THAT WILL BE WISE AND GOD WILL GIVE YOU JOY AGAIN
er consume myself in distress, in prayer, and vain desire." She draws the sword forth from its sheath and begins to consider it. God, who is full of mercy, caused her to delay a little; and while she passes in review her sorrow and her misfortune, behold there comes riding apace a Count with numerous suite, who from afar had heard the lady's loud outcry. God did not wish to desert her; for now she would have killed herself, had she not been surprised by those who took away from her the sword and thrust it back into its sheath. The Count then dismounted from his horse and began to inquire of her concerning the knight, and whether she was his wife or his lady-love. "Both one and the other, sire," she says, "my sorrow is such as I cannot tell. Woe is me that I am not dead." And the Count begins to comfort her: "Lady," he says, "by the Lord, I pray you, to take some pity on yourself! It is meet that you should mourn, but it is no use to be disconsolate; for you may yet rise to high estate. IGHT TO AVENGE HIS DEATH I WILL NOT LONGER CONSUME MYSELF IN DISTRESS IN PRAYER AND VAIN DESIRE SHE DRAWS THE SWORD FORTH FROM ITS SHEATH AND BEGINS TO CONSIDER IT GOD WHO IS FULL OF MERCY CAUSED HER TO DELAY A LITTLE AND WHILE SHE PAUSES IN REVIEW HER SORROW AND HER MISFORTUNE BEHOLD THERE COMES RIDING APACE A COUNT WITH NUMEROUS SWEET WHO FROM AFAR HAS HEARD THE LADY'S LOUD OUTCRY GOD DID NOT WISH TO DESERT HER FOR NOW SHE WOULD HAVE KILLED HERSELF HAD SHE NOT BEEN SURPRISED BY THOSE WHO TOOK AWAY FROM HER THE SWORD AND THRUST IT BACK INTO ITS SHEATH THE COUNT THEN DISMOUNTED FROM HIS HORSE AND BEGAN TO INQUIRE OF HER CONCERNING THE KNIGHT AND WHETHER SHE WAS HIS WIFE OR HIS LADY LOVE BOTH ONE AND THE OTHER SIRE SHE SAYS MY SORROW IS SUCH I CANNOT TELL WOE IS ME THAT I AM NOT DEAD AND THE COUNT BEGINS TO COMFORT HER LADY HE SAYS BY THE LORD I PRAY YOU TO TAKE SOME PITY ON YOURSELF IT IS MEET THAT YOU SHOULD MOURN BUT IT IS NO USE TO BE DISCONSOLATE FOR YOU MAY YET RISE TO HIGH ESTATE
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