The finest example of this, ever.......
Posted by Caroline on September 10, 1998 at 14:14:03:
In response to LOL!, written by Caroline on September 10, 1998 at 14:07:43
Just couldn't resist.....it's even within the bounds of this board! Comes from "Marmion", of course.
313 O, young Lochinvar is come out of the west,
314 Through all the wide Border his steed was the best;
315 And save his good broadsword, he weapons had none,
316 He rode all unarm'd, and he rode all alone.
317 So faithful in love, and so dauntless in war,
318 There never was knight like the young Lochinvar.
319 He staid not for brake, and he stopp'd not for stone,
320 He swam the Eske river where ford there was none;
321 But ere he alighted at Netherby gate,
322 The bride had consented, the gallant came late:
323 For a laggard in love, and a dastard in war,
324 Was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.
325 So boldly he entered the Netherby Hall,
326 Among bride's-men, and kinsmen, and brothers, and all:
327 Then spoke the bride's father, his hand on his sword,
328 (For the poor craven bridegroom said never a word,)
329 "O come ye in peace here, or come ye in war,
330 Or to dance at our bridal, young Lord Lochinvar?"--
331 "I long woo'd your daughter, my suit you denied;--
332 Love swells like the Solway, but ebbs like its tide--
333 And now am I come, with this lost love of mine,
334 To lead but one measure, drink one cup of wine.
335 There are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far,
336 That would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar."
337 The bride kiss'd the goblet; the knight took it up,
338 He quaff'd off the wine, and he threw down the cup.
339 She look'd down to blush, and she look'd up to sigh,
340 With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.
341 He took her soft hand, ere her mother could bar,--
342 "Now tread we a measure!" said young Lochinvar.
343 So stately his form, and so lovely her face,
344 That never a hall such a galliard did grace;
345 While her mother did fret, and her father did fume,
346 And the bridegroom stood dangling his bonnet and plume;
347 And the bride-maidens whisper'd, " 'Twere better by far
348 To have match'd our fair cousin with young Lochinvar."
349 One touch to her hand, and one word in her ear,
350 When they reach'd the hall-door, and the charger stood near;
351 So light to the croupe the fair lady he swung,
352 So light to the saddle before her he sprung!
353 "She is won! we are gone, over bank, bush, and scaur;
354 They'll have fleet steeds that follow," quoth young Lochinvar.
355 There was mounting 'mong Grĉmes of the Netherby clan;
356 Forsters, Fenwicks, and Musgraves, they rode and they ran:
357 There was racing and chasing, on Cannobie Lee,
358 But the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see.
359 So daring in love, and so dauntless in war,
360 Have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?
- Lochinvar The Mysterious H.C. 14:54:51 9/10/98 (4)
Posting followups to old messages is disabled; instead go to the main index and post a new message which mentions this one.