The Geste of Duke Jocelyn

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Title: The Geste of Duke Jocelyn
Author: Jeffery Farnol
Release Date: May, 2005 [EBook #8165]?[Yes, we are more than one year ahead of schedule]?[This file was first posted on June 24, 2003]
Edition: 10
Language: English
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THE GESTE OF
DUKE JOCELYN
by
Jeffery Farnol
with illustrations in color by
Eric Pape
Copyright, 1920,
BT LITTLE, BBOWN, AND COMPANY.
All rights reserved Published September, 1920
Norwood Press
Set up and electrotyped by J. S. Cushing Co. Norwood, Mass., U.S.A.
My GILLIAN, thou child that budding woman art?For whom to-day and yesterday lie far apart?Already thou, my dear, dost longer dresses wear?And bobbest in most strange, new-fangled ways thy hair;?Thou lookest on the world with eyes grown serious?And rul'st thy father with a sway imperious?Particularly as regards his socks and ties?Insistent that each with the other harmonise.?Instead of simple fairy-tales that pleased of yore?Romantic verse thou read'st and novels by the score?And very oft I've known thee sigh and call them "stuff"?Vowing of love romantic they've not half enough.?Wherefore, like fond and doting parent, I?Will strive this want romantic to supply.?I'll write for thee a book of sighing lover?Crammed with ROMANCE from cover unto cover;?A book the like of which 't were hard to find?Filled with ROMANCE of every sort and kind.?I'll write it as the Gestours wrote of old,?In prose, blank-verse, and rhyme it shall be told.?And GILLIAN--?Some day perhaps, my dear, when you are grown?A portly dame with children of your own?You'll gather all your troop about your knee?And read to them this Geste I made for thee.
ILLUSTRATIONS
"Nobles of Brocelaunde, salute your Duchess Yolande"
They saw afar the town of Canalise
"Brave soldier, I do thank thee well!" she sighed
"Hush, poor Motley!" whispered the maid.
With mighty bound, bold Robin leaping came
The long blades whirled and flashed
PRELUDE
Long, long ago when castles grim did frown,?When massy wall and gate did 'fend each town;?When mighty lords in armour bright were seen,?And stealthy outlaws lurked amid the green?And oft were hanged for poaching of the deer,?Or, gasping, died upon a hunting spear;?When barons bold did on their rights insist?And hanged or burned all rogues who dared resist;?When humble folk on life had no freehold?And were in open market bought and sold;?When grisly witches (lean and bony hags)?Cast spells most dire yet, meantime, starved in rags;?When kings did lightly a-crusading fare?And left their kingdoms to the devil's care--?At such a time there lived a noble knight?Who sweet could sing and doughtily could fight,?Whose lance thrust strong, whose long sword bit?full deep?With darting point or mighty two-edged sweep.?A duke was he, rich, powerful--and yet?Fate had on him a heavy burden set,?For, while a youth, as he did hunt the boar,?The savage beast his goodly steed did gore,?And as the young duke thus defenceless lay,?With cruel tusk had reft his looks away,?Had marred his comely features and so mauled him?That, 'hind his back, "The ugly Duke" folk called?him--
My daughter GILLIAN interposeth:
GILL: An ugly hero?
MYSELF: That is so.
GILL: An ugly hero, father? O, absurd! Whoever of an "ugly" hero heard?
MYSELF: I'll own, indeed, I've come across but few--
GILL: But a duke--and ugly! Father, this from you?
MYSELF: My duke is ugly, very, for good reason, As shall appear in due and proper season!
GILL: I'm sure no one will want to read him then, For "heroes" all should be most handsome men. So make him handsome, please, or he won't do.
MYSELF: By heaven, girl--no, plain heroes are too few!
GILL: Then ev'ry one will leave him on the shelf!
MYSELF: Why, then, I'll read the poor fellow myself.
GILL: I won't!
MYSELF: Then don't! Though, I might say, since you're set on it, child, My duke was not so ugly when he smiled--
GILL: Then make him smile as often as you can.
MYSELF: I might do that, 't is none so bad a plan.
GILL: And the lady--she must be a lady fair.
MYSELF: My dear,