'My dear friends of the book tread with caution. Inquisitors roam the land causing much misery, pain and suffering. Indeed, I cannot think why the king allows such as they, authority over the least of his subjects.'
'Joyous news.
William, my brother, good Templar that he is, informs me that my Lord will soon return home. Even so, William becomes evasive whenever I inquire, concerning the nature of my beloved's illness. Vexing man that he is, he simply smiles and waves his hand about airily and says only that my Lord has recovered, though from what? Sure it is I cannot say. Nonetheless, William and his Order are dear to me. Indeed, if not for the Poor Knights of the Temple (Knights Templar) the whole army of Crusaders might very well have perished and my beloved with them.'
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'Godfrey can speak of nothing but his father's return. To listen to him you would think his sire to be the mightiest knight in all of Christendom. He is a strong young boy, not yet six years old and always pestering me to allow him to begin his knightly training. It is something my Lord must countenance when he returns. I pray it will be soon.
Stone hath been my heart since first he rode away.'
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'My dear friends of the book tread with caution. Inquisitors roam the land causing much misery, pain and suffering. Indeed, I cannot think why the king allows such as they, authority over the least of his subjects.'
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'The Black Robes have gone; though I fear me they will return. Come home soon my Lord, I am afraid to face them without thee. They are a threat I think, a threat to our very way of life.
I fear for our son.
O dear my Lord, I pray thee return home soon.'
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'Rejoice, oh rejoice and sing. Let heaven ring and ring.
Today, my beloved Lord returns — today.
My heart beats nigh to bursting.
O love I am here for thee, always, always, for thee alone I breathe.
O love, my bonny love, what have they done to thee?
O love what have they done?'
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'My heart aches like a stone in chill waters to see him thus. Bright lord of my bed O where hast thou gone? The light of thine eyes O love where hast it fled. What worth of life for such as I, if thou be not near?'
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'Curse upon you, curse upon you all for what you have done to my Lord.'
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'My throat aches when I gaze upon his face. I turn away else he perceives tears tremble my eyes. He is deep wounded and I know not how to heal him. What terrible sorrow weights thee love, what ruinous burden doth thou bear, what horrors hath thou witnessed? O love, my own bonny love would that I could mend thy broken soul. If tears could heal, I would cry over thee forever.'
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'A lovers curse upon all black robes for what they have done to my sweet Lord. We know you, my lord and I. We know you for what you are.'
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'My Lord departed with unseemly haste. He goes to the mountains, I know he does and the black robes with him. What will you do my love? O what will you do? Only, return to me love, I pray thee — return to me.'
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'Abide with me love beyond mortal travail beyond flesh. Abide with me forever. Know thou, from thee soft rings of gold I do not want, nor rings of white silver from thy hand. Forge thee rings of iron within the furnace of thy soul and bind me as I bind thee, and with rings of iron weld fast our secret souls. Then shall we in god's hidden garden forever voice the song of angels.'
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