The Knights desire!
Published: July 23, 2008
Updated: July 23, 2008
Methought the damsel fair of face
Hair in ribbons, dressed in lace
Shaped in a way my hand could trace.
Perchance that she would’st look my way
Her wondrous beauty, my eyes do pray---
Twer possible she’d note my sway.
Methinks her loveliness so strong
How can’st my feelings then be wrong?
Her heavenly grace do’st urge me on.
Could’st she, my dream, belong to me?
My vice gripped heart would’st then be free;
To give my love, my soul, for thee.