Promise

Whatever the archaic tongue thou choosest to use
No word thou sayst will pass unperused
My love, I yearn for understanding on thy side
That I no longer care about my so-called pride --
In exchange, thou might want the liberty
To seek another friend, for whom thou can'st bleed
And in gaiety to uphold her will
Just as thou did in the past for me
Whatever tragic end shall reach thy ears
My strength thou hast forever been
Never think I leave thee for I mean
To ever guard upon thy precious head
And hold this in thy mind that I ere fed
My dreams with thy face and my days
For thee only my heart looketh ahead
For had thou not been in my sight
I wouldeth have never learnt to fight
Alas, my love, if thou hast been
The greatest of all my eyes hath seen
Why then willst thou turn thine face
And bring me forth now to my chaise --
Hast thou barely seen thy perfect hands
Elsewhere better than where my heart mends
Hast thou found thine other friend
Doth she needeth thee to her attend
Hath she mind enough to keep thee safe?
Willst thou be happy with thy choice?
If not, be unconcerned but on my part,
Whatever tragic end my ears shall start
Without thee I will not last long, thou know'st
With thee I shall easily defeat whatever foe;
And thus I can compare but never do impart
My love for thee, fastened around my heart.
My knight, never forget my promise to thee
That thou always hast been my remedy.