Nice n sweet Poem

Sumting to share~ enjoyz~ [sharing is caring lolz - quote fr sum1]

o,young Lochinvar is come out of the west,
through all the wide border his steed was the best,
and save his good broadsword he weapons had none,
he rode all unarm'd,and he rode all alone,
so faithful in love ,and so dountless in war,
there never was knight like the young Lochinvar.

he staid not for brake,and he stopp'd not for stone,
he swarm the Ekse river where ford there was none,
but ere he alighted at Netherby Gate,
the bride had consented,the gallant came late,
for the laggard in love, and a dastard in war,
was to wed the fair Ellen of brave Lochinvar.

so boldly he enter'd the Netherby Hall,
among bride's-men,and kinsmen and brothers and all,
then spoke the bride's father,his hand on his sword
(for the poor craven bridegroom said never a word),
"oh come ye in peace,or come ye in war,
or to dance at our bridal,young Lord Lochinvar?".

"i long woo'd your daughter,my suit you denied;
swells like the Solway,but ebbds like its tide,
and now i am come,with this lost love of mine,
to lead but one measure drink one cup of wine,
there are maidens in Scotland more lovely by far,
that would gladly be bride to the young Lochinvar.

one touch to her hand,and one word in her ear,
when they reach'd the hall door,and the charger stood near,
so light to the croupe the fair lady he swung,
so light to the saddle before her he sprung,
"she is won! we are gone,over bank,bush and scaur,
they'll have fleet steeds that follows," quoth young Lochinvar.

there was mounting 'mong graemes of the Netherby clan,
Fosters,Fenwicks and Musgraves,they rode and they ran,
there was racing and chasing on Cannobie Lee,
but the lost bride of Netherby ne'er did they see,
so daring in love ,and so dauntless in war,
have ye e'er heard of gallant like young Lochinvar?

p/s: thx andrew! ^^