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The penultimate verse of my poem:
A sign of her kind favor would make him so happy
For joy he wouldn't know: should he cry, should he laugh?
He now sees her resting peacefully and lying gently in bed
If he were an eagle, he would fly to her as fast as he could
Tomorrow the final verse!
The poem was written in German and then translated into English, so unfortunately the rhymes are lost. You can find the complete poem in the original version and the translation here (please scroll down for the English version, it is below the German Version):
https://www.fanfiktion.de/s/580bb959000631f834c0062a/2/Minne-I-Des-Ritters-Wacht