The Tale of Queen Guenivere
Come lords and ladies
Near and far
Come gather 'neath
This sky of stars
Come, and harken
Come, and hear
The tale of
Queen Guenivere
Twas one fine day
So long ago
The land was covered
In ice and snow
Twas the fine rule
Of Arthur, the king
The land it lacked
Only one thing
It needed a ruler
A wife
A queen
On the day of their marrige
It twas to be grand
Their faces aglow
Walking hand in hand
So in love was
Arthur, said he
While he was down
On bended knee
"Guenivere, my love,
today is the day.
Before we are wed
This is what I must say"
"I love you more
crown or wealth.
I love you more
than life itself!
"My dear Ginny,
how can I tell
that I feel in my heart,
that not all is well?"
What he felt in his heart
Was love without bounds
Twas in her heart as well
But not for him found
Guenivere did not love
Arthur, the king
Her love for another
Would be their undoing
Though she tried to hide it
And become a true queen
This love was unyielding
And in that plainly seen
Her love was the one
Called Lancelot
Her heart filled with love
For Arthur was not
They had met on a
Midsummer's moon filled night
And between them
Love was always alight
Now that true love was
a fire without flame
no person on earth
could that fire tame
The love was true
And pure, and clean
But Arthur knew not
What he had forseen
This love was a burden
A precious one though
Twas found in a land
'neath ice and snow