Plentiful joy in thine eyes appearing,
Morning’s child owning the day enlightened,
As mine heart unto thee gently nearing,
Found contentment in thine concern heightened.
Calm and beholden to a higher call,
Thine soul mine youth did’st so gallantly guide;
Upon tremulous wat’ry depths did fall,
Mine fear dispelled as faith’s bid plunged the tide.
Soaring upward, mine reach the surface found,
A heady lease lifting toward ancient star,
This hero’s flair to soar from solid ground,
New desire burning to a strummed guitar,
Igniting fortune’s blaze to sorrow’d scar,
Forged by gold-quilled pen of a knight’s memoir.
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