The green knight

Come and be welcome, O wandering minstrel Spreading your music from city to town Be you harper or piper, your duty is noble You carry the tunes that will never die down Come from the forest and sit...

I laugh at those who call me old Who think my age their best defence For often fall the young and bold Who fail to laud experience. My sword and I are much the same: Our actions swift and sure Each...

I wandered by the turney side With spring's sweet heat around me My fingers braiding daisy crowns And my eyes shaded from the light. The squire was donning armour And she bade me stand beside her I...