THE LOVE OF A KNIGHT FOR HIS LADY
"Lay down your heart so full of aching.
Your love is not just for the taking.
By sword now wist nor royal decree;
Your life is not ruled by the powers that be!
"Yes, he will send messengers, but it be for naught,
He lays a finger on you, in hell he'll rot!
My sword shall guard you until we die,
And Love strikes me down if that be a lie."
"I know you'll protect me, my beloved, my knight!
You're the scourge of evil, the champion of light!
My faith is in you, the mater of this heart,
I would wither and die if we were apart.
"You've kissed 'way my tears as I looked in your eyes.
Contentness resolves there, as blue as the sky's!
A sound not a writ not a royal decree,
Will wrest from me my heart, nor my love for thee!"