{"id":62,"date":"2011-05-04T14:37:41","date_gmt":"2011-05-04T19:37:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rssharkey.com\/blog\/?p=62"},"modified":"2011-07-09T08:32:52","modified_gmt":"2011-07-09T13:32:52","slug":"carlisle-ladye","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/rssharkey.com\/blog\/?p=62","title":{"rendered":"Carlisle Ladye"},"content":{"rendered":"
(part one of eight– l<\/em><\/em><\/em>yrics (c) Loreena McKinnett<\/em><\/em>)<\/div>\n
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It was an English ladye bright,<\/em>
\nThe sun shines fair on Carlisle wall,<\/em>
\nAnd she would marry a Scottish knight,<\/em>
\nFor Love will still be lord of all.<\/em><\/p>\n

<\/em><\/em> <\/p>\n

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<\/em> <\/em> <\/em> <\/em> <\/em> <\/em>Sarabrandae swung open the door. A smile lit up her face as she saw who stood beyond. With a giggle of joy, the young lady threw her arms around her father\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s shoulders. His chest rumbled in a deep laugh and his strong arms held her tight. Sara looked up and into his wrinkled and grinning face. The sight of her smooth, innocent face sent the wrinkles deeper. A lock of her hair, like a curl of chocolate, slipped over her eyes and he brushed it away; releasing her at the same time.<\/p>\n

Without waiting for him to speak, Sara grasped her father\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand and led him into the room. A servant brought forth a chair for the lord and as he sat, Sara knelt to the floor; leaning on his arm. With a shine in her earthen eyes, Sara spoke the first words.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What de\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 he reply, fath\u00e2\u20ac\u2122r?<\/p>\n

Her father grasped Sara\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hand, his own shaking with excitement. Sara\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s red lips drew back; revealing her straight teeth.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Aye, he says.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Her father nearly burst out. Without a thought, Sara hugged her father yet again and kissed him on the cheek. Drawing back she saw a tear in his eye.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What be it, fath\u00e2\u20ac\u2122r?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Her smile vanished under a look of concern.<\/p>\n

His lips twitched as her father struggled between crying and laughing. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It be non. I only my hear\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be crying fer joy and sadney at the same time.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Wher\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 be the sadney spring\u00e2\u20ac\u2122n from?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153From the thou\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t of ye bein\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 gone.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Her father grasped her head and kissed her hair, the shimmering locks falling freely. When he let her go, Sara looked back into his face.<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Cry not at my goin\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 but be happy for the life I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve ben givn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d She smiled, though tears could now be seen on her face.<\/p>\n

The smile won over her father\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s mouth. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Aye, ah will. Nothin\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 less than ah knight for my chil\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

Sarabrandae laughed and rose from the floor. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ai keen thee man ye\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve found be good and well. If he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s pass\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d your hear\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t than he shall mine as weel.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Than ye\u00e2\u20ac\u2122r hear\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be givn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 to a good man.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n

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