Salma, Salma, have I forgotten thee?
In the glow of the fight I remember the night
When we parted;
(Axe on sword, sword on mace!)
And we stood face to face
Burning-hearted.
In the forest of spears
Thy vision appears
To confound me;
When the battle-alarms
Threaten, Salma, thy arms
Are around me.
Salma, Salma, I have remembered thee!