THE HOSTILE BROTHERS

Sterrenberg and Liebenstein

Sterrenberg castle

Liebenstein castle

Yonder, on the mountain summit,Lies the castle wrapped in night;In the valley gleam the sparklesStruck from clashing swords in fight.

Brothers they who thus in furyFierce encounter hand to hand ;Say, what cause could make a brother'Gainst a brother turn his brand ?

Countess Laura's beaming glancesDid the fatal feud inflame,Kindling both with equal passionFor the fair and noble dame.

Which hath gained the fair one's favor ?Which shall win her for his bride ? Vain to scan her heart's inclining;Draw the sword, let that decide.

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