The Constant Wife
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The Constant Wife
Hi all,
This is something I posted over at FB, not ME but I thought it might be enjoyed here! I will be getting back to ME soon!
Ken
The Constant Wife
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There came a time when Vagner
looked at his home, and his purse
and decided it was time to go a-Viking
his wife looked at him, her arms crossed
as he took up his gear of war
and outside said he
"Goodbye, wife, to the west our fortures lie.
Wish me luck, if you will."
The wife, her eyes small and fierce, had to say,
"Husbandman, go will you? The field needs the plow,
the forge is cold, who will tend these?"
"Woman", said Vagner, "look at me, what manner of man
do you take me for? I am no farmer, or a tender of
flame, I am a Northman, a wolf of the sea. What good
is iron that grows dull in the scabbard, what good
for growing are hands that have been painted red?"
He looked up in the grey light of morning, where his
children peered down from the loft.
"What will they say to my son one day?
'There goes Ulfi, his father died poor in bed.'
What will they say of my daughter?
'There is Astrid, her father left her no dowry,
a two-goat girl, she is!'
And you, wife, what will they say?
'There is Helga, her husband left her poor,
she works for others.'
This is why I go a-viking,
what honor is there in the poor earth?
"Honor", spat the wife,
"You speak of the cold earth, is the dirt of Angle-land
so dear that you wish to sleep there forever?
Or does Vagner hold himself so lofty
that he does not think that some Saxon mother's son would lay him low.
What good will your battle-sister do you then,
when the Saxon screams for vengeance for his sister-son,
or father's father? The earth is a cold bed, husbandman, is mine to be also?'
Vagner looked to the sea, as if to explain. Then the wife laughed.
"Oh I see!" exclaimed she, "the sea is your wife, and I am but the mistress!
Go to your woman, then, husbandman, what kisses
you must desire, upon the dragonship, cold and wet they must be.
Do you think she will carry you to Angle-land
and not demand her own?
What ruddy-cheeked English maid would want you then, stinking of the sea?"
"I ask you again, husbandman, if you go, who will help me in the field?
Who will tend the forge? Will another take your
place when some oldbeard comes to my door
to tell me you sleep in foriegn soil?"
"Ha!" said Vagner, "better find two then, my wife, to take the place of me!"
"Two!" laughed the wife, "two? My husbandman, if you go and do not return to me,
not one, not two, but three men I shall have to take your place,
and I will name them Morning, Noon, and Night
and they will plough the field that you will not!"
"Woman!" spat he, "are you a constant wife?"
"I am, husbandman, until you do not return to me and our bairns.
Go to Angle-land, die and I will raise a memory stone
to you that says, 'My husbandman died in Angle-land.' For what a poor
song would be made of a man who left his wife only to die by misfortune."
"Woman", growled Vagner, "I will go to Angle-land, and I will make my fortune,
and I will come back, and if I do not then
make my memory stone, and have it say
'he died in Angle-land on an errand for his wife!"
Then he grabbed her, and his kiss was like the first of many.
"Come home a hero, the songs of men praising you, or not at all!" she called to him as he left.
He grunted, shouldering his gear,
"Every time", said he.
The oak door shut, the constant wife leaned against it,
one hand on the door, the other to her lips,
her maidensfire hot again.
"Every time", said she...
This is something I posted over at FB, not ME but I thought it might be enjoyed here! I will be getting back to ME soon!
Ken
The Constant Wife
________________________
There came a time when Vagner
looked at his home, and his purse
and decided it was time to go a-Viking
his wife looked at him, her arms crossed
as he took up his gear of war
and outside said he
"Goodbye, wife, to the west our fortures lie.
Wish me luck, if you will."
The wife, her eyes small and fierce, had to say,
"Husbandman, go will you? The field needs the plow,
the forge is cold, who will tend these?"
"Woman", said Vagner, "look at me, what manner of man
do you take me for? I am no farmer, or a tender of
flame, I am a Northman, a wolf of the sea. What good
is iron that grows dull in the scabbard, what good
for growing are hands that have been painted red?"
He looked up in the grey light of morning, where his
children peered down from the loft.
"What will they say to my son one day?
'There goes Ulfi, his father died poor in bed.'
What will they say of my daughter?
'There is Astrid, her father left her no dowry,
a two-goat girl, she is!'
And you, wife, what will they say?
'There is Helga, her husband left her poor,
she works for others.'
This is why I go a-viking,
what honor is there in the poor earth?
"Honor", spat the wife,
"You speak of the cold earth, is the dirt of Angle-land
so dear that you wish to sleep there forever?
Or does Vagner hold himself so lofty
that he does not think that some Saxon mother's son would lay him low.
What good will your battle-sister do you then,
when the Saxon screams for vengeance for his sister-son,
or father's father? The earth is a cold bed, husbandman, is mine to be also?'
Vagner looked to the sea, as if to explain. Then the wife laughed.
"Oh I see!" exclaimed she, "the sea is your wife, and I am but the mistress!
Go to your woman, then, husbandman, what kisses
you must desire, upon the dragonship, cold and wet they must be.
Do you think she will carry you to Angle-land
and not demand her own?
What ruddy-cheeked English maid would want you then, stinking of the sea?"
"I ask you again, husbandman, if you go, who will help me in the field?
Who will tend the forge? Will another take your
place when some oldbeard comes to my door
to tell me you sleep in foriegn soil?"
"Ha!" said Vagner, "better find two then, my wife, to take the place of me!"
"Two!" laughed the wife, "two? My husbandman, if you go and do not return to me,
not one, not two, but three men I shall have to take your place,
and I will name them Morning, Noon, and Night
and they will plough the field that you will not!"
"Woman!" spat he, "are you a constant wife?"
"I am, husbandman, until you do not return to me and our bairns.
Go to Angle-land, die and I will raise a memory stone
to you that says, 'My husbandman died in Angle-land.' For what a poor
song would be made of a man who left his wife only to die by misfortune."
"Woman", growled Vagner, "I will go to Angle-land, and I will make my fortune,
and I will come back, and if I do not then
make my memory stone, and have it say
'he died in Angle-land on an errand for his wife!"
Then he grabbed her, and his kiss was like the first of many.
"Come home a hero, the songs of men praising you, or not at all!" she called to him as he left.
He grunted, shouldering his gear,
"Every time", said he.
The oak door shut, the constant wife leaned against it,
one hand on the door, the other to her lips,
her maidensfire hot again.
"Every time", said she...
"Well, what are you waiting for? I am an old man, and have no time for your falter! Come at me, if you will, for I do not sing songs of dastards!"
Re: The Constant Wife
I love it! this would be wonderful read around the Bardic circle!
I am Ringulf the Dwarven Woodsman, I craft leather, wood, metal, and clay,
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
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Awesome.
"If you bring a Ranger with you, it is well to pay attention to him."
Re: The Constant Wife
This really is awesome. You are so talented!
“Courage is found in unlikely places.†-J.R.R. Tolkien
Re: The Constant Wife
Well done, sir.
And I saw heaven opened, and behold a white horse; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war.
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Wonderful sir!
...though all too familiar...
...though all too familiar...
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LOL the more things change, the more they remain the same I was inspired by reading an article that said some wives of the Northmen would goad their husbands to go a-viking because they wanted stuff
Ken
Ken
"Well, what are you waiting for? I am an old man, and have no time for your falter! Come at me, if you will, for I do not sing songs of dastards!"
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Where do you think the modern command to "charge!" really came from?
(And why do you think they call it the "mastercard" when the mistress is the one who gets to use it most?)
(And why do you think they call it the "mastercard" when the mistress is the one who gets to use it most?)
I am Ringulf the Dwarven Woodsman, I craft leather, wood, metal, and clay,
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
I throw axes, seaxes, and pointy sticks, And I fire my bow through the day.
Come be my ally, lift up your mead! We'll search out our foes and the Eagles we'll feed!
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Very well written. I agree with Ringulf that this needs to be repeated at many a Bardic Circle.
Still round the corner there may wait a new road or a secret gate and though I oft have passed them by a day will come at last when I shall take the hidden paths that run west of the moon, east of the sun.
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WELL YEAH!!!Mirimaran wrote:LOL the more things change, the more they remain the same I was inspired by reading an article that said some wives of the Northmen would goad their husbands to go a-viking because they wanted stuff
Ken
Reminds me.. oh Erich???? I needs some broaches for my apron dress... go a-viking and "aquire" me some.. oh pretty please!!!!
LOL
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