~ By Courtesy of Others ~
In Her Name
(or The War Prize)The war prize went to the one beside me
Never before had I seen such courage
Three at once or against horse and lance, he
Ne'er missed nor tired. He was the rampage
That swept us to victory and to glory.
I sought him out, for to seek his secrets.
"What amulet or spell, sword or hoary
Incantation gave your arm and heart sweat
Enough to win this day so well?" "`tis none
Of that" said he, "`T'was love felt by this heart
Of mine for a daughter met on campaign.
A simple maid, I saw once then was gone.
But her visage, her eyes and smile won't part
From my mind. Tell what was done...in her name."© GregRobin Smith
Copyrighted by the author. No use without permission.
See more chivalrous works at
Brand´s Poetry Page and his yahoo Poetry List .Image: "Ingeborg" by Per Nicolai Arbo (1831 - 1892), Norwegian painter.