Sweet maiden of the heavens light
thou should be at my side tonight
for weary am I from the fight
that blunts my sword and sharpens spite,
My foes are many in this land
they task my spirit and my hand
ye after all that ones endowed
I dearly wish I was with thou,
Be thinking of me and proclaim
to cherish heart and treasure name
of this olde knight who seeks the path
triumphant in a peace to last.
Sir Knight of words
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/peace-to-last/
