Poem Regarding the Battle for Stonereach, October 606 (Algorian)


A Band of men and women came
To stand in walls of stone
To form a breaker against the night
One army all alone


The evils came one through the black
To feast of hope and death
But tide on tide was hurtled back
With every will and breath


Huzzah the heroes of Blackstone
Who stood upon the field
Who fought the long hours of the night
And bled but would not yield
Huzzah the fallen valiant dead
Who gave their lives that night
Whose courage is measured greater than life
And may we near loose sight


For hours and hours the battle ragged
And the heroes would not yield
And the dust of hundreds of fallen foes
Began to cover the field


And every man and every woman
And every single page
Each fought and tended and grimly defended
To object of so much rage


Huzzah the heroes of Blackstone
Who stood upon the field
Who fought the long hours of the night
And bled but would not yield
Huzzah the fallen valiant dead
Who gave their lives that night
Whose courage is measured greater than life
And may we near loose sight


But in end the line could not hold
And Mclearus claimed his prize
And many fell and many lived
And all shall fight again


For the battle lost the war begins
And one weapon the heroes hold
Their hope and their memory of how they stood
Through one long night in the cold


Huzzah the heroes of Blackstone
Who stood upon the field
Who fought the long hours of the night
Hope the great weapon that they yield
Huzzah the fallen valiant dead
Who gave their lives that night
Whose courage is measured greater than life
And lingers on to add to our might
And Huzzah to those who will return
Pained memory in their hearts
To end the war of passions now begun
Till the foe rues what he did start