Two brothers bravely went a-hunting
Into the dark green wood.
They wagered for their lady's hand,
To win her if they could.
“I'll slay the noble king of stags,”
The elder boasted loud.
“And when I lay him at her feet,
My lady she'll be proud.”
The younger brother, dark and fell
Had brooded long and hard.
“I'll hunt the fiercest game of all
To win her fair regard.”
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