Friday, June 12, 2009

Hakon Blood-Axe of Orkney - Fighter Poem - Englynion

Hakon Blood-Axe of Orkney
fallen in Fall Crown Tourney, A.S. XXXIX


(Englynion)

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Gules and sable, eagle-helm
Thought to fight to rule the realm.

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Jenefer beside the ropes
Pinned on Hakon all her hopes.

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Jarl Francisc stood his ground
Bullock-tempered, Hakon found.

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Charging bull was hard to face
Hakon quit the field with grace.

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Vowed to see his lady fair
Rosemary that day to wear.

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Spied a dragon gleaming or
Blood lust thrilled him to the core.

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Direk met the press with glee
On his own royal killing spree.

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Jenefer observed through tears
Lady Chamayn led the cheers.

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Gules and sable hit the field

Orkney warrior’s fate was sealed.

Hakon raise your bloody axe!
Spring will see your fortunes rise
As you seek the Crescent Prize.


— Mistress Philippa Llewelyn Schuyler

...is a 15th C. Burgundian wool merchant who thinks she’s a 10th C. Viking weaver.

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