Written for the King's Bard Scoll, AS42, by Grim the Skald. The poem is in the Norse Meter fornyrthislag.
Andreas der Eisfalke, great King of the East, sat in his Court. He asked for his Herald to call forward Tiberius Julius Rufus. When this was done, the King said, "My Bard has something to say to you."
|A mighty King||master of battle|
|The great tiger’s||terrible fang|
|May wish for verse||when war lurks nigh|
|To inspire his men,||spur them to fight|
|At other times||tales are wanted|
|Words of the past||to please his hall.|
|A lyre well-plucked||lifts his spirits,|
|And songs will soothe||his soul when dark.|
|In this way bards may||bolster their King|
|But sole song-maker||by his side may stand|
|Wise of counsel,||witty and skilled|
|Whether poet, singer,||or player of airs.|
|Fierce Andreas||falcon of the East|
|Calls he for one||to claim this post|
|Come forward now||as King’s own bard|
|Earned with honor||and able mind|
And thus did his Royal Majesty of the East appoint Tiberius Julius Rufus as his King's Bard. This was done in the Shire of Anglespur, on the 23rd of February in Anno Sociatatus Forty-Two.
© 2008 Dan Marsh