Rainer Maria Rilke - The Knight lyrics

The Knight rides forth in coat of mail Into the roar of the world. And here is Life: the vines in the vale And friend and foe, and the feast in the hall, And May and the maid, and the glen and the grail; God's flags afloat on every wall In a thousand streets unfurled. Beneath the armour of the Knight Behind the chain's black links d**h crouches and thinks and thinks: "When will the sword's blade sharp and bright Forth from the scabbard spring And cut the network of the cloak Enmeshing me ring on ring— When will the foe's delivering stroke Set me free To dance And sing?"