<$BlogRSDUrl$>

Saturday, January 31, 2004

War and the Count 



A count is due .. for men anew

Swords bows knights, footmen too.

This king is nation .. country's fight

Save courtier, a plight in right

By King, and Council's choice in time

None may stay nor side in lime.

There'll be no way save Divine men's say.

A troop brings grave to lands astray

If ready has the battle plan

Field or marsh or high plained land
May join the formal chivralled stage

Where script will saga distant age

When earth sweat blood and swallowd sword

When war strode forth upon lord's word

By later measure indirect . a man may peace but not neglect

The better life which lease he'll tease.

Which time he took by arts to fount

And blooded less by love than count.



This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?