Sir Guillaume (William) of Willowbee... and more...
Weepest nay Lady Fair,
Brother Michael art near...
he tread'est here.
Tears nay for Thee quodest he.
Shrouds of piety,
Nay Faith canst be,
Tis' soul of torment… He,
Monk of saintly possibility,
A Brother art he,
Nat worthy of Thy touch,
High he tower'est much.
On blue harebells many... Oui!
Couleur of Heavens shall'est be,
Fair Lady, a Chevalier for Thee.
Sir Guillaume de Sauleabeille,
Brother Michel dost say...
Of horse, sword, armor
'Tis Knight Thine... shall'est fight.
Nay ecstasy 'tis morn agony be,
A Kingdom of Love,
Prayer art Thou Fair Rose of 'tis garden,
The Fairest Angel... a Pardon...
Promise nay lost'est,
In grave bones Outlaws cost'est,
Ghost for Thou nere dost joust.
Blue Rose… 'Tis impossibility;
Hour of sext Leef Bride to be,
Queen of Dawn art Thou,
Thy Promised... a Norman he,
Champion for Thee,
Thine, Sir William of Willowbee.
Copyright©2013 by Kari M. Knutsen
A bit about the mystical Willow which is quite a benificial and valuable tree.
Since ancient times willow brances were not only used to make fishnets, boxes, brooms, baskets, wattle and
daub and more from the leaves and bark containing Salicyn... and a precursor of Aspirin... was used as remedy for aches, pains and fever as well.
Even Hippocrates wrote about the willow tree's medical properties
in the fifth century BC. Declared nourishing as well, poor people in medieval days ate the cooked willow catkins they made mash of after honey bees had visited the much cherished nectar and pollen of these early willow flowers.
Indeed even thought mystical, in the days of quite a lot of superstition and misconseptions, willow trees were even believed to uproot and like gnarled ghosts chase unwanted or evil people.
Simplifying a bit, this 'Medieval Poem' even so there might be words... Quodest is say... Couleur is color, oui is yes in French, dost is does, micel is much, sootfastnesse is truth, nere is
not or never and leef is beloved. Noon prayers were at the 'hour of sext'.
French was much spoken in England at the time. A Norman, the King
of England, royalty and aristocracy spoke French, never English... for centuries. The French name Guillaume Sauleabeille, is William Willowbee in English. Ooops! Willowbee is... well, rather interesting and... More...