Publisher's Synopsis
THE Maiden called for her great destrier, But he lashed like a fiend when the Maid drew near: "Lead him forth to the Cross!" she cried, and he stood Like a steed of bronze by the Holy Rood! Then I saw the Maiden mount and ride, With a good steel sperthe that swung by her side, And girt with the sword of the Heavenly Bride, That is sained with crosses five for a sign, The mystical sword of St. Catherine. And the lily banner was blowing wide, With the flowers of France on the field of fame And, blent with the blossoms, the Holy Name! And the Maiden's blazon was shown on a shield, Argent, a dove, on an azure field; That banner was wrought by this hand, ye see, For the love of the Maid and chivalry.
