Two knights rode forth at early dawn
A-seeking maids to wed,
Said one, "My lady must be fair,
With gold hair on her head."
Then spake the other knight-at-arms:
"I care not for her face,
But she I love must be a dove
For purity and grace."
And each knight blew upon his horn
And went his separate way,
And each knight found a lady-love
Before the fall of day.
But she was brown who should have had
The shining yellow hair --
I ween the knights forgot their words
Or else they ceased to care.
For he who wanted purity
Brought home a wanton wild,
And when each saw the other knight
I ween that each knight smiled.
I love reading historical novels during those periods of knights and castles and kings. I enjoyed your rendition of a scene from those times. Ben
each one should smile without knowing the faults of each oehter.... good one n deserved well....10
Two knights rode forth at early dawn A-seeking maids to wed, Said one, " My lady must be fair, With gold hair on her head." Expectations for a future life together. very good poem. tony
A great story. Yes what we want and what we get are two different things. good that those kinghts knew how to adjust. A quality so often downplayed and overlooked nowadays.
beautiful ballad for the two knights on their desire of love////
Better the lady you're with than the one you imagine.