.Mit schmetterndem Getn',
Fanfaren und Trompeten,
Am Hof das Fest des Frhlings.
I'm Wind die Fahnen wehten.
Nebst Speis und Trank und viel Gesang
Zur Freud' der Menschen all,
Ein Turnier I'm lanzenst,
Der Preis war kolossal.
Wer als letzter auf dem Rosse -
Derweil .
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