Two Knights Rode Forth At Early Dawn A-Seeking Maids To Wed, Said One, "My Lady Must Be Fair, With Gold Hair On Her Head." Then Spake The Other Knight-At-Arms: "I Care Not For Her Face, But She I Love Must Be A Dove For Purity And Grace." And Each Knight Blew Upon His Horn And Went His Separate Way, And Each Knight Found A Lady-Love Before The Fall Of Day. But She Was Brown Who Should Have Had The Shining Yellow Hair, I Ween The Knights Forgot Their Words Or Else They Ceased To Care. For He Who Wanted Purity Brought Home A Wanton Wild, And When Each Saw The Other Knight I Seen That Each Knight Smiled.