弗雷德里克·巴巴罗萨（3）
he turned his horse quickly and plunged into the stream. his thousand mailed knights upon their impatient horses follo h to meet them. horsemen and steeds battled bravely ged them to the bottom; not one th of a giant he fought his reat in the trough of the rushing current. the foot soldiers, from the shore, soon lost sight of the hero. the last they sa far behind, and his glittering sht.
they er any sign of armored knight or , for the le thought, they cried out in dismay and grief; they uide or commander, in a strange and unfriendly land. strong men gave er and lamenting, a robes and holding a crucifix in his hand, stood upon the river bank at the spot from one back to his ohts. in the kyffhauser mountain, in the great hall of the immortals, frederick barbarossa rests les shall cease to fly around the mountain peaks. he of mighty deeds. then the bell shall toll the hour, the trumpet shall sound, and he hts to conquer the shall call you!”
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