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Anguirel · 02-28-2006, 02:53 PM

Lest yonder songster my high speech deride,
Or call a usurpation of his staves,
I do refrain form poet's lofty place,
I speak but as a gentleman's envoy,
A knight's forerunner now without a knight,
Just as in camps, or armaments, or siege
The heralds trumpet to a crimson sky,
And vaunt their masters' fame in "poesy".

Alas that to base rhyme I now resort!
Forgive me minstrel-'twould disgrace a court.
Now, butcher, miner, all ye peasants stout
What think ye of the murderer about?

02-28-2006, 02:53 PM	#7
Anguirel Byronic Brand Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: The 1590s Posts: 2,778	Lest yonder songster my high speech deride, Or call a usurpation of his staves, I do refrain form poet's lofty place, I speak but as a gentleman's envoy, A knight's forerunner now without a knight, Just as in camps, or armaments, or siege The heralds trumpet to a crimson sky, And vaunt their masters' fame in "poesy". Alas that to base rhyme I now resort! Forgive me minstrel-'twould disgrace a court. Now, butcher, miner, all ye peasants stout What think ye of the murderer about? __________________ Among the friendly dead, being bad at games did not seem to matter -Il Lupo Fenriso