From Coronet Tourney XII

By Master Hector of the Black Height

Remember the day the old Northern Duke

Saw his squire recognized as a Knight?

Remember the time that this warrior proud

Led the North-wolves far south to a fight?

I tell of all this and I'd tell more beside

As is a great warrior's due

For I would tell all of our Prince's proud heir

And all that I tell you is true.

Remember the seasons of service to all

Devoted to ledgers and laws?

Remember the lady's devotion and care

To her people's and Barony's cause?

I tell of all this and I'd tell more beside

As such a fair lady is due

For I would tell all of our Princess' heir

And all that I tell you is true.

Remember this day, for brave Varus stood tall

In list so well-graced by strong swords.

The vanquished did honour as fairly he fell,

To win those most precious awards

That Althegn can hold and Althegna can grace

Without fear of strife or travail.

So cheer good Ælflæda and brave Sir Mordain

Whom all will remember. Waeshael!

(copyright Arthur McLean 1991-2000)