THE EYE DENIES THE TINCTURE OF ITS LIGHT A Sonnet by His Grace Dietrich von Vogelsang of Caid The eye denies the tincture of its light, The soul’s pursuivant cannot limn the glass, But frights each pupil of its rondel’d … Continue reading
THE AGUE’D SKIES WITH GRIEF UPON THEIR TINES Petrarchan Sonnet by His Grace Dietrich von Vogelsang of Caid The ague’d skies with grief upon their tines, Roil’d as the Chaldee, deaf to sorrow, Complots its thunders against our morrow, And by … Continue reading
When that Kenrik, Kyng of Eastrealm, dyed ther was grate mourning The Queyn, called Avelina , called forthe the Prynce and Prynces To cumen tayk from her the burdyne of the crowyn. Came Prynce Edward forthe, and his Prynces, Thyra … Continue reading
THE CAMP IS UP (or The Morning Staff Meeting Theme Song) By Katherine Morgan of Darostur Filked from “The Hunt is Up” or “The King’s Hunt is Up,” by William Gray of Reading, 16th cen. The camp is up, the … Continue reading
“Tyranny,” cries one outraged man. Bemoans the choice to challenge King. The conflict comes from laws ignored, though nation loves the Royal Lass. When no heirs stood by might of arms, eager we were for Sovereign girl, with grace beyond … Continue reading
Mistress Aoife inghean Conchobhair Edward arrives to meet the field to falter not in battle fierce. Face unflinching with steadfast heart hardest trial to prowess prove. Before him bright with crowds of blades, bristle yew-trees — courageous souls. Certainty stands … Continue reading
Written by Gavin Kent HARK ye all, hearty folk of the inland fjord! I would speak, for words tell of what hearts yearn. From shore in dragon ship set forth, To lands away from dearest home, Away in frozen eastrealm … Continue reading