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Euclid the Kid Member
since 2000-07-15
Posts 51Eugene,Oregon |
Sire, lettest me tell thee more about mineself, for trust is borne of knowledge-- In knowledge, 'tis said, "there's wealth!" Thou takest me in not knowing if I truly am friend or foe, and so to thee, I owe it-- that thou mightest more fully know. As I told thee before, I'm the cobblers son my Mother died giving me birth, thus into sadness and misery mine infancy thus was hurt. And I thinkest my father blamed me for his wife's untimely demise, he never did come out and say it-- But so often, it's in his eyes. And thus to help make up his loss I try more than most to succeed, and honor my da', by my life to help fill his void and need. But what's a young lad to do? Fer nothing can bring the mum back And for him-I was a poor trade-- how else canst I make up his lack? As a widowed father, he's meant well and instilled in me a decency, respect for all folk and all things-- no stranger to work, drudgery! I've madest it a point to look for the good, yet of evil I'm warned, for not all are so noble as thou but evil-turned, even as Knight Blackthorne. I trust a beginning I hath made to help thee knowest where I came from and I will in time,share the more-- thou shalt know me,better than a son. If at times I should be eager overmuch I hopest this explaineth my so, direct me in more fuitful ways I canst learn--Icanst be--and follow! I seek to be me- and all I can be! |
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White Knight Member
since 2000-03-14
Posts 92 |
Euclid, thou cut'st me to the quick, Thinkest that I inquired not of thee, When thou mightst have to guard, One day, the hinder side of me? I know of thy poor mother, And of thy widowed dad, Details of thy upbringing, Both noble and sad. Thy reputation speakest well, Though poor and oppressed, Thine integrity is witnessed, By all, it doth impress. Thy attention to hard work, By thy daily burden toil, Attest to thy stability, To be faithfull and loyal. Thou comest with good report, My decision keenly weighed, We'll learn more of each other, In the coming of days. |
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Euclid the Kid Member
since 2000-07-15
Posts 51Eugene,Oregon |
Young Euclid Responds to His Master's Words: O Noble Master, thy reply touches heart, for now i perceivest my lessons doth start and e'en by these words, already I am learning, as gently thou shewest for what I am yearning. And right from the start, thou detectest mine delusion, in misperceiving thyself, thus my confusion for in mine ign'rance- I bethought that thine kindness, more vulnerable made thee, thus to dangers, blindness. Little did I know, thine decision no whim, and I'm amazed that thou knowest my kin and knew of mine mother- who so young met her end more things about thee are now setting in! Meekness is not weakness, and kindness is not blind 'cept to the caste system which needeth be refined nobility sheweth honor not based on one's own birth, but acknowledges all and in all seeketh worth. So often have I felt such unworthiness, because of humble circumstance I was caused to see I felt no one noticed and why should any care? but thou shewest more than pity thine good willing to share. My Lord, I have so much to learn as thou canst surely see, I thank the Gods thou doth condescend to lowly folk like me! I seek to be me- and all I can be! |
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