Ахахаха, я не знаю староанглийского, но Тлврд упрлс настолько, что сочинила на паре сонет от лица Орнштейна. Пара была очень, очень скучная.
Боги, что я делаю со своей жизнью.
Ahoy sir knight, thou shalt proceed no more,
Avert thy gaze, return to thy dark den,
I know fair well what thou art looking for -
The Princess is unseen by living men.
Thou hast the will, thy soul is so impure,
Yet duty's sacred oath I've lain on self.
Behold my lightning as its strike is sure,
These golden chambers none will have to dwell,
I know no mercy for I guard the light.
Denounce thy quest, thy misery embrace.
Thou wilt decline – then I will chose to fight
And I am not to flee in danger's face.
Thou shalt not live unless thou compromise.
Stay silent, knight, and welcome thy demise.