In Her Name

(or The War Prize)

The war prize went to the one beside me
Never before had I seen such courage
Three at once or against horse and lance, he
Ne're missed nor tired. He was the rampage
   That swept us to victory and to glory.
   I sought him out, for to seek his secrets.
   "What amulet or spell, sword or hoary
   Incantation gave your arm and heart sweat
Enough to win this day so well?" "`tis none
  Of that" said he, "`T'was love felt by this heart
    Of mine for a daughter met on campaign.
A simple maid, I saw once then was gone.
  But her visage, her eyes and smile won't part
    From my mind. Tell what was done...in her name."