Child of ancient blood, attens !
noble, royal, Grande- does course
by way of Kings and through
your heart, your hand, your arm
When honor ruled an Empire
and courage tolled the songs
when virtue coined the Troubadour
as hooves upon the sand
An imprint of you there does dwell
through issue from high Kings
a Captain,Duke,a Prince,a Knight
and Saints of Holy springs
that nourished lands and peoples
brought hope to great and small
Christ’s blood that freed the children
from curs’ed Adam’s fall
Holy Saints abound within
the royal blood you own
their giant faith not er’in vain
a legacy that calls
calls to you child, raise your sights
to ransom one and all
by swords that sanctify your blood
and vanquish Hades' pall
noble, royal, Grande- does course
by way of Kings and through
your heart, your hand, your arm
When honor ruled an Empire
and courage tolled the songs
when virtue coined the Troubadour
as hooves upon the sand
An imprint of you there does dwell
through issue from high Kings
a Captain,Duke,a Prince,a Knight
and Saints of Holy springs
that nourished lands and peoples
brought hope to great and small
Christ’s blood that freed the children
from curs’ed Adam’s fall
Holy Saints abound within
the royal blood you own
their giant faith not er’in vain
a legacy that calls
calls to you child, raise your sights
to ransom one and all
by swords that sanctify your blood
and vanquish Hades' pall
amy whittlesey 2013
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