The Defence of Guenevere and Other PoemsMorris, William
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The Defence of Guenevere and Other Poems
Morris, William
Arthurian romances -- Adaptations; English poetry -- 19th century
Then bid them bring me hither my furr'd gown
With the long sleeves, and under it I'll wear,
By Lambert's leave, a secret coat of mail;
And will you lend me, John, your little axe?
I mean the one with Paul wrought on the blade?
And I will carry it inside my sleeve,
Good to be ready always; you, John, go
And bid them set up many suits of arms,
Bows, archgays, lances, in the base-court, and
Yourself, from the south postern setting out,
With twenty men, be ready to break through
Their unguarded rear when I cry out, St. George!
JOHN CURZON.
How, sir! will you attack him unawares,
And slay him unarm'd?
SIR PETER.
Trust me, John, I know
The reason why he comes here with sleeved gown,
Fit to hide axes up. So, let us go. [_They go._
_Outside the castle by the great gate;_ Sir Lambert _and_ Sir Peter
_seated; guards attending each, the rest of_ Sir Lambert's _men
drawn up about a furlong off._
SIR PETER.
And if I choose to take the losing side
Still, does it hurt you?
SIR LAMBERT.
O! no hurt to me;
I see you sneering, Why take trouble then,
Seeing you love me not? Look you, our house
(Which, taken altogether, I love much)
Had better be upon the right side now,
If, once for all, it wishes to bear rule
As such a house should: cousin, you're too wise
To feed your hope up fat, that this fair France
Will ever draw two ways again; this side
The French, wrong-headed, all a-jar
With envious longings; and the other side
The order'd English, orderly led on
By those two Edwards through all wrong and right,
And muddling right and wrong to a thick broth
With that long stick, their strength. This is all changed,
The true French win, on either side you have
Cool-headed men, good at a tilting match,
And good at setting battles in array,
And good at squeezing taxes at due time;
Therefore by nature we French being here
Upon our own big land: [_Sir Peter laughs aloud._
Well, Peter! well!
What makes you laugh?
SIR PETER.
Hearing you sweat to prove
All this I know so well; but you have read
The siege of Troy?
SIR LAMBERT.
O! yea, I know it well.
SIR PETER.
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