His treasure, his presents, his spacious domain Soon made her untrue to her vows: He dazzled her eyes; he bewildered her brain; He caught her affections so light and so vain, And carried her home as his spouse.

And now had the marriage been blest by the priest; The revelry now was begun: The tables, they groaned with the weight of the feast; Nor yet had the laughter and merriment ceased, When the bell of the castle tolled⁠—one!

Then first with amazement fair Imogine found That a stranger was placed by her side: his air was terrific; He uttered no sound; he spoke not, he moved not, He looked not around, But earnestly gazed on the bride.

His visor was closed, and gigantic his height; His armour was sable to view: All pleasure and laughter were hushed at his sight; The dogs as they eyed him drew back in affright, The lights in the chamber burned blue!