Farewell, kind lord; fight valiantly to-day: / And yet I do thee wrong to mind thee of it, / For thou art framed of the firm truth of valour.

You don't want to waste your time fighting wimpy enemies, do you?

I was relieved and sorry, gladful and hurt.

What if she happened to meet him! Would he imagine her purpose in coming there? Her heart began to beat un-wontedly.