Sir Richard's Song |
I followed my Duke ere I was a lover, To take from England flef and fee; But now this game is the other way over-But now England hath taken me!
I had my horse, my shield and banner, And a boy's heart, so whole and free;
As for my Father in his tower, Asking news of my ship at sea,
As for my Mother in her bower, That rules my Father so cunningly,
As for my Brother in Rouen City, A nimble and naughty page is he,
As for my little Sister waiting In the pleasant orchards of Normandie,
As for my comrades in camp and highway, That lift their eyebrows scornfully,
Kings and Princes and Barons famed, Knights and Captains in your degree,
Howso great man's strength be reckoned, There are two things he canriot flee.
(Lyrics: Rudyard Kipling/ Arrang.: Peter Bellamy)
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Peter Bellamy |
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