Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE THREE KNIGHTS, by ISABEL ECCLESTONE MACKAY


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THE THREE KNIGHTS, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Here come three knights
Last Line: Shall I behold my daughter jane!
Subject(s): Knights & Knighthood


"HERE come three knights
All out of Spain
A-courting for
Your daughter Jane."
But one is dwarfed and one is old
And one has cruel lips and cold!

"My daughter Jane
Is yet too young
To understand
Your flattering tongue."
The one with cruel lips drew near
And laid pale hands upon my dear!

"Be she young,
Or be she old,
For her beauty
She must be sold."
He wore a long plume and a sword
And no one there durst speak a word!

But, oh, his gold, when they were wed
Was not as golden as her head—
And never, though I sail to Spain,
Shall I behold my daughter Jane!





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