Translation of the Dutch verses on this page:
"She took the head by the hairs
And washed it in a clear spring
She sat astride upon the steed
Singing and clanging she rode through the woods
And when she was halfway
Halewijn's mother came along
'Fair maiden, have you not seen my son?'
'Your son lord Halewijn has gone to hunt
You shall not see him again in your life's days'"
I'm rather happy with how this page turned out, after the last two pages which did not turn out as I wanted them to and I did not feel motivated to finish the last two pages for some time.
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