WOW. This is great!
Milady, I'll build you a castle, a castle broad and tall with battlements brave above you and a tree-high circling wall. Milady, I'll fly you banners, banners of blue and gold, a-float on rippling breezes with heraldry vaunting and bold. Then I'll build you a hall so handsome with many a fair young knight, and you'll sit on a dais above them, a flame in the candle light. I'll summon the bravest of men to a tournament fair I'll hold, and all of the knights will battle more for your smile than gold. Send your answer by horseman or by a falcon flying high; send it by the morrow or I shall surely die. ****************************** Cruel lady, You don't want my castle nor my towers of solid stone; you turn aside from my handsome hall and send off my knights alone. And now three gifts i'll give you, lissome lady of flaxen tresses, while you sleep on your satin pillow in your room strewn with silken dresses: the first my forsaken hope; next, a strand of my auburn hair, the third, a length of hempen rope, hanging high in the chapel stair, cut from my body twisting in view of the chapel where I once hoped to wed you, lady, pretty lady once deemed so fair. Send me no answer, milady, burn all my letters of love; bury with me my only token, Milady's white velvet glove. |
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