Sunday, October 22, 2017


Each of her motions would show
That she the man's lessons did know,
And none would approach
Either with reproach,
Lest they would from health swiftly go.

Saturday, October 21, 2017


To speak of her form is not meet,
But, rather, how she placed her feet
Or moved with each hand
Whenever she'd stand
Or crouched, or ran, or took a seat.

Friday, October 20, 2017


Erdewyn grew in his care,
And the folk 'round grew aware
Of how she had changed
Since she had first ranged
Into their town with her blank stare.

Thursday, October 19, 2017


Where Oðoæster himself learned
To read, where he that high skill earned
Was, to all, unclear--
But many a year
Had passed before he had returned.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017


A double against yesterday

Erdewyn, he clothed and he fed,
Gave her a roof and a bed,
Taught her in ways
To assure her days
Were long and would see her well sped.

To read and to write she was taught
By him who was known to have fought
In pitched battles many,
And, once again, the
Reasons he did so pass thought.

Monday, October 16, 2017


Of why he would do such a thing,
The scribes write not, nor singers sing,
And many would guess
In ways not rehearsed best--
Save that she to him would joy bring.

Sunday, October 15, 2017


But when the girl came, people say,
Oðoæster was away,
And when he returned,
He never her spurned,
But took her in on that same day.

Saturday, October 14, 2017


The village-folk to her were kind
When any would pay any mind,
But they had their own,
And most were not grown,
So the girl'd but little find.

Friday, October 13, 2017


The young one, Erdewyn, had come
To teacher and village far from
Where she had been born;
She arrived forlorn,
Walking alone, sucking thumb.

Thursday, October 12, 2017


But of the deeds he has avowed,
That of which he swore himself proud
To greatest degree
Was his service to she
Whom he to him study allowed.