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Location: Shire of Trisel, Trimaris

I am in my late forties, a proud husband, father, and a bard. I am a book pedlar by trade and a bookman by vocation. I am a romantic, a realist, and a Believer. I like a good joke, and a bad one even better. I admire all ladies for the innate beauty that is in each one, but my heart is sworn to the fair and gentle Lady Lorelei, who has consented to share my life and my name.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

The Merry Revels

Good friends, we here are gathered
For merriments sublime.
We are a jolly company
Partaking of good times.
We’ve meat and ale and music
To fill our souls’ content.
All pleasures of the table
To us are heaven-sent.

Of all the pleasures of this world
To me this seems the best:
To join the merry revels
In the Shire of Owls Nest.

Our companions are fine fellows
Of honor and good name.
At tournament and battlefield
Their arms have won their fame.
A thousand foes they’ve overcome.
Their enemies all fear.
Their skill in battle’s rivaled
Only by their taste for beer.

Of all the pleasures of this world
To me this seems the best:
To join the merry revels
In the Shire of Owls Nest.

And like the finest blooms of May,
The ladies of the Shire
Delight our hearts with dazzling smiles,
And kindle in us fire.
Their beauty is unparalleled,
Their wits are sharp and keen;
As fine an inspiration
As any man has seen.

Of all the pleasures of this world
To me this seems the best:
To join the merry revels
In the Shire of Owls Nest.

We’ve rambled o’er the Knowne Worlde
From Caid to Ealdormere.
But we’ve found nothing to compare
To our own good fortunes here.
Our noble band of Chivalry,
Born out of time ‘twould seem,
For a modern Middle Ages,
Following the dream.

And if you find your mundane cares
About you are hard-pressed,
Come join the merry revels
In the Shire of Owls Nest.

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