Forthwith resolved, he sought the King, her sire, And to him show'd the seal of his recall; 'My lord,' quoth he, 'since you no more require My faith and sword, for Peace reigns over all, Of your free grace permit me to retire To mine own land, which traitors hold in thrall. While danger threatens Brittany's dear lord, My homage bids me carry hence my sword.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVER IN HELL by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CONTRA MORTEM: THE VILLAGE by HAYDEN CARRUTH NOT TRANSHISTORICAL DEATH, OR AT LEAST NOT QUITE by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE BIRDS DO THUS by ROBERT FROST HOW THEY GO ON by JAMES GALVIN TO OUR MOCKING-BIRD; DIED OF A CAT, MAY, 1878 by SIDNEY LANIER STUDY FOR A GEOGRAPHICAL TRAIL; 2. ILLINOIS by CLARENCE MAJOR |