'It's All Against My Will'

The princess made no answer to any of my questions. I spread my arms and thought to grasp her. She moved backwards, mocking my foolish hope. To let her go like that was all against my will. And leaping to those printless feet, princess wife, i called stay another moment. As i said it, i swept my arms round the last vest of her airy kirtle and drew into my bosom an armful of empty air. Not a palm's breadth of that lovely sheen shone against the wall as i arose ashamed from my knee. When editha was awaking, my kind protector said that, damsel, i have been feeling so strange, not