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Der Königssohn.
VII.
There stands a high and rugged rock,
The eagles round it flying
Ne'er venture down amid its crags,
Where they see the Dragon lying:

For there the Breather of the Flame
Its fearful form lay coiling,
With glittering crest, and scale-clad breast
With fiery venom boiling.

All all unarm'd—all all alone—
The Prince o'er the crags has past;
His arms are wound the Dragon around,
And he gripes it to him fast.

Thrice has he kist its threatening mouth;
The spell is snapt asunder;—
A maid is folded to his breast,
The wide world's beauteous wonder.

He has a glorious crowned bride
Upon his heart to pillow.
Where frown'd the rock, a royal dome
O'erlooks the ocean billow.