JulieorSarah
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i did a search and found this ... i've highlighted the quoted bits ... there was no authorship attributed ... however i'm still looking ...
(edited to add) and found this http://www.sunflower.com/~billk/Poems/Threes.htm
Threes
Deep into the stony hills, miles from town or hold
A troop of guards comes riding, with a lady and her gold
She rides bemused among them, shrouded in her cloak of fur
Companioned by a maiden and a toothless, aged cur.
Three things see not end, a flower blighted ere it bloomed,
A message that miscarries and a journey that is doomed.
One among the guardsmen has a shifting, restless eye
And as they ride, he scans the hills that rise against the sky
He wears both sword and jewels worth more than he could afford
And hidden in his baggage is a heavy, secret horde.
Of three things be wary, of a feather on a cat
The shepherd eating mutton, and the guardsman that is fat.
Little does the lady care what all the guardsmen know-
That bandits ambush caravans that on these trade roads go.
In spite of tricks and clever traps and all that men can do
The brigands seem to always sense which trains are false or true.
Three things are most perilous- the shape that walks behind,
The ice that will not hold you and the spy you cannot find.
From ambush bandits screaming charge the pack train and its prize
And all but four within the train are taken by surprise
And all but four are cut down as a woodsman fells a log;
The guardsmen and the lady and the maiden and the dog.
Three things hold a secret- lady riding in a dream,
The dog that sounds no warning, and the maiden who does not scream.
Then off the lady pulls her cloak, in armor she is clad-
Her sword is out and ready, and her eyes are fierce and glad.
The maiden makes a gesture, and the dog's a cur no more-
A wolf, sword-maid and sorceress now face the bandit horde.
Three things never anger, or you will not live for long,
A wolf with cubs, a man with power and a women's sense of wrong
The lady and her sister by a single trader lore
Were hired out to try to lay a trap all of their own
And no one knew their plan except the two who rode that day
For what you do not know you cannot ever give away!
Three things is, better, far, that only two should know-
Where treasure hides, who shares your bed, and how to catch your foe!
The bandits growl a challenge, and the lady only grins
The sorceress bows mockingly, and then the fight begins!
When it ends there are only four left standing from that horde-
The witch, the wolf, the trader and the women with the sword!
Three things never trust; in a maiden sworn is pure,
The vows a king has given, and the ambush that is "sure."
They strip the trader naked and then whip him on his way
And to the barren hillsides, like the folk he used to slay-
And what of all the maidens that this bandit raped and slew?
Why, as revenge the sorceress makes him a woman too!
Three things trust above all else- the horse on which you ride,
The beast that guards your sleeping, and your shieldmate at your side.
< Message edited by JulieorSarah -- 8/26/2008 1:19:13 AM >
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