Classic Poem

Mein Knecht! steh auf und sattle schnell

My page! arise and quickly mount
The horse of swiftest stride;
And breathlessly, through wood and field
To, Duncan's palace ride.

Wait softly in the stable there
Until you are espied;
Then ask, " Which one of Duncan's girls
Is going to be a bride? "

And if they say " The dark-haired one "
Then rush home like the blast.
But if they say " The light-haired one "
You need not ride so fast.

But in the village buy a rope,
A rope with toughened strands.
Then ride back slowly, speak no word,
And place it in my hands.