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THE SKAITH OF GUILLARDUN: 47 by CHARLES WHITWORTH WYNNE

First Line: HIS FIERY DESTRIER NOW CHAMPING STANDS
Last Line: NOW TO EACH GLOSSY FLANK THE SPUR IS PRESS'D.
Subject(s): HEARTS; KNIGHTS & KNIGHTHOOD; LOVE;
His fiery destrier now champing stands;
The rimy cobbles to his hoof resound;
Each glowing nostril fev'rously expands;
His volley'd breath smokes fast along the ground;
Impatiently he waits his lord's commands,
With twitching ears that strain at every sound.
Now mounts the knight to do his Love's behest;
Now to each glossy flank the spur is press'd.



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