A new song

[Robert J Welenc <rjwelenc@erols.com>]

Poster: Robert J Welenc <rjwelenc@erols.com>

I found this on the SCA Heralds list.  Corun, this one's for you!

Alanna

>
>The following song was given to me with the request that it be published to
>the Middlebridge, Northshield and other lists. The author wishes to remain
>anonymous.
>
>Lady Cianna Kharleen of the Amber Mists
>Tarkhan Ice Dragon / Ilkhan of the Word
>Great Household of the Dark Horde/Friendly Emissary
>Principality of Northshield / Middle Kingdom Fencer
>
>
>THE COURTIER AND THE HORDESMAN
>(with apologies to Rudyard Kipling--melody available on Michael Longcor's
>recording of the NORMAN AND THE SAXON)
>
>My son, said the King of the Middle,
>It is time and You are my heir,
>But before You take up the sceptre,
>Of some things You must be aware.
>When we settled these lands of the Midrealm,
>And a nice little handful it is,
>It's a  land for both nomads and farmers,
>And I want You to understand this:
>
>The Hordesman is not like us courtiers,
>His manners are not so polite
>But he never means anything serious
>Til he speaks about justice and right.
>When he stands like an ox in the furrow
>With his sullen-set eyes on Your own
>And grumbles this isn't fair dealings,
>My son, leave the Hordesman alone.
>
>Chorus--You can horse with Your swords of the Northshield
>Or torment Your Ealdormere spears
>But don't try that game with a Hordesman
>You'll find the whole brood round Your ears.
>From the wisest old sage by the campfire
>To the youngest Anda in the field,
>They'll be at You and on You like hornets
>And if You are wise You will yield.
>
>They'll work every hour of the daylight
>And sing every hour til the dawn
>It's the sport, not the power they're after
>There's pleanty of honour to be won.
>Don't ignore them or fail to reward them
>That's wasteful as well as unkind
>For a hard-bitten, hard-riding Hordesman
>Makes the best man-at-arms You can find.
>
>Appear with Your Lady and Children
>At the feasts in their own great halls.
>Be polite bu not friendsly to Barons
>Be good to all poor Senescahls.
>Say "we, us, and ours" when you're talking
>Instead of "you rabble and I".
>Honour their ways, hold Your temper,
>And never You tell them a lie.
>
>Chorus--You can horse with Your swords of the Northshield
>Or torment Your Ealdormere spears
>But don't try that game with a Hordesman
>You'll find the whole brood round Your ears.
>From the wisest old sage by the campfire
>To the youngest Anda in the field,
>They'll be at You and on You like hornets
>And if You are wise You will yield.
>
>
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