Old English Rescue
Old English Rescue
My dearest love, my glory
The bearer of this note
Is but a trusted servant
Can read not what I wrote
But knows how much I love thee
And how on thee I dote
Tis folly you should think of me
A rouge and treacherous man
I pledge eternal love to thee
And I’ve a rescue plan
Thy father and thy brother
Pledge their full support
I sail with the morning tide
To thy prison port
The minions of my father
Care naught of what I do
For they too know of true love
And support my love of you
Clothe thee thus in black
On the morrow’s moonless night
The tower’s door will be unlocked
Thy guards not in thy sight
My servant then will guide thee
To our rendezvous
We’ll sail before the morning light
Together, just we two
Henceforth know my dearest
My prayers and thoughts are thine
And though it be a fortnight
Thy future lies with mine
Mdailey 3/5/12
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