Yehudah’s Elegy Isabeau della Farfalla Leslie Vaughn Oct., 2009
My battered hat no longer graces pate My muddy boots no more paths will tread My worn medals but old gifts from the great My tattered cloak but rags for warmth abed My conscience held straight though logic it bends My time’s up for now, keep Watch well my friends
This walking staff now no legs will support These my cords now with yon Pale Horse must ride This herald’s tabard no longer calls Court This crier box must in silence abide Oft spoke in jest my tongue to slips it lends My time’s up for now, keep Watch well my friends
My time’s up my friends and ‘tis your time now Watch over the young keep them safe and sound Enjoy companions as time will allow Let all be welcome and the mirth abound Here I’d begun again and now here it ends My time’s up for now, keep Watch well my friends |