A Cavalier Tune

                      Boot and Saddle (subtitle)              
 
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
Rescue my castle before the hot day
Brightens to blue from its silvery gray!
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
 
Ride past the suburbs, asleep as you’d say;
Many’s the friend there, will listen and pray
"God’s luck to gallants that strike up the lay-
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!"
 
Forty miles off, like a roebuck at bay,
Flouts Castle Brancepeth the Roundheads array!
Who laughs, "Good fellows ere this, by my fay,
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!"
 
Who? My wife Gertrude; that, honest and gay,
Laughs when you talk of surrendering, "Nay!
I’ve better counsellors; what counsel they?
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!"
 
Robert Browning
 
I’ve found some castles in Durham I am trying to research, so the lower southeastern portion of North England will be slightly delayed. Castle Brancepeth is one mysterious find. More later, meanwhile enjoy the poem.   isleofU 2 !
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One Response to A Cavalier Tune

  1. Goumiliov says:

    XD Nice descpription for my blog 😉 Thank you.
     
    "Marmaille" is a common word to say child, or a group of children.
     
    Seeee you. And excuse me again if I\’m not on MSN those time. Exams, again and always -__-
     
    Grosses bises 😉
    Florent.

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