Stephanus Marcus 16
Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 4
Verse 1
In line against the foe doth Marcus wait.
His charger plays the clay with right hoof strike.
The other knights point steeds' heads forward straight
and listen keen for Saint's approaching like.
Behind the knights stand soldiers grave of pike,
then archers bold to fly shafts high with aim
to maim the hostile coming salient's hike,
perhaps to rain down sleep or make some lame.
For Morley's noted bowmen paid were great of fame.
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