XCII Love and Glory
Young Henry was as brave a youth
As ever graced a gallant story;
And Jane was fair as lovely truth,
She sigh’d for Love, and he for Glory!
With her his faith he meant to plight,
And told her many a gallant story;
Till war, their coming joys to blight,
Call’d him away from Love to Glory!
Young Henry met the foe with pride;
Jane followed, fought! ah, hapless story!
In man’s attire, by Henry’s side,
She died for Love, and he for Glory.
T. Dibdin