An Tir/West war anthem

“Oh Come, Noble Warriors of Glorious An Tir”

by Seigneur Michael FitzGeoffrey, OLM
26 August AS LXV / AD MMX

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Oh come, noble warriors of glorious An Tir,
I pray you attend me and lend me your ear.
For war is upon us again in this land.
The enemy threatens. Our foes are at hand.
Though decades have passed since our kingdoms were sundered,
It seems that each twelve-month our borders are plundered
By forces whose mischievous hosts must be treated
In battle with honor, and yet still defeated.

Now, polish your armor, and take up your shield,
Then follow with courage your king to the field.
Let standards fly proudly, as you draw your swords
Defending An Tir, valiant knights and fierce lords.
Remember your homes and the oaths that you’ve taken
Until the West’s strategies have been forsaken
That battle and chivalry and great renown
May honor An Tir and bring fame to the Crown.

The hot summer sun blazes all through the day.
Our shield wall holds, as our archers delay
The West Kingdom’s vanguard, allowing An Tir
To flank them, and cut off their troops in the rear.
Our pikemen are holding the bridge without yielding.
All round the king’s banner An Tir’s fighters wielding
Their swords and their axes, in battle array
Claim victory leaving the West in dismay.

Now after the battle, the revel commences.
The bard strikes the tune, and the campfire dances.
Sweet triumph is savored; the king and his host
Are objects of many a well deserved toast.
An Tir is protected, from raiders delivered.
We’ll often recount how the enemy quivered
Before the famed might of our warriors true.
Until the next year when we’ll rout them anew.