A poem for Ivar Volosatoi in honor of his
knighting at John Barleycorn 10 September 2011
By Temair ingen Muiredaich, Maistreas
As he prepares to kneel before the Crown
Let us sing his praises as shields we pound
Of Ivar, it is said soft spoken he
The most faithful a friend of all men be
His love for his Lady a joy behold
Kindness and forgiveness from him well known
Patience his virtue honor steely
Both learned and learning he gives freely
His service to kingdom and baronies
Both on and off field his victories
He shines in the lists and in melee
His time as unbelt is
done this day
Within a reminder Pennsic Forty
Last battlefield treading unbelted he
Today accepts the belt, the spurs and chain
We say, “You are my peer!” with great acclaim
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