The Merchant's Tale
Richard
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Young Damian, a squire sweet,
While January, none the wiser, lame.
A maiden named May, with golden hair.
Caught May's eye, oh what a treat,
But January was old and blind,
In the garden lush and green,
And think your life will be so sung,
They climbed a tree, the game was set,
For a tryst that none would soon forget.
While May had something else in mind.
I wrestled with the squire so dear,
May and Damian were oft seen,
So if you wed a maiden young,
Remember January's tale of woe,
Thought he'd wed to his delight,
Young May's not what she seems to be,
"It's for your sight, I'm not to blame,
Oh, January, don't you see,
They married in a grand affair,
This tale will leave you wondering why!
Blinded knight, he stood below,
He chose a bride so young and fair,
While May and Damian's love did grow,
To bring your vision back, my dear!"
They whispered secrets, planned their game,
Suddenly his sight returned anew,
Old January, wealthy knight,
Caught them in the act, it's true!
With food and wine beyond compare,
And be wary, lest your sight you throw!
May cried out, a clever dame,
With plans so bold and tricks so sly,