by: Tanter Hallweather, Bard of Elturel date: 1329 DR source: Swords of Eveningstar With aid of minstrel and dancing lasses three, I forth ride past many a rock and tree. My High Lord calls for to speak to thy body, And I am sent to take thee. Through Eveningstar’s quiet glow, Past streams that whisper and winds that blow, A sovereign waits, his heart unfree, And I am sent to take thee. [Chorus] Oh, fairest bloom in fields so wide, Thy grace shall walk by a ruler’s side. For love, not duty, bends his knee, And I am sent to take thee. Across Cormyr's green and shadowed trail, Thy name resounds in Suzail’s tale. A jewel unpolished, yet bright to see, The crown itself now calls for thee. With banners high and purpose true, The stars bear witness to what is due. Through moonlit paths and destiny, For I am sent to take thee. [Chorus] Oh, fairest bloom in fields so wide, Thy grace shall walk by a ruler’s side. For love, not duty, bends his knee, And I am sent to take thee. Not gold nor rank could claim thy worth, For heart and soul defy thy birth. A farmer’s daughter, a kingdom’s light, Now bound to love’s unyielding might. With aid of minstrel and dancing lasses three, I forth ride past many a rock and tree. The High Lord calls, his heart’s decree, And I am sent to take thee.
