We pledged fair Estcarp's bound to hold
We men who ride with Tregarth's band
That witches might, with knowledge old,
Avange the wrongs done in our land.
Of Falconer blood and elder race
We ride, united by one will -
To keep the invaders from this place;
Send sword and falcon forth to kill!
A.C. Crispin, Andre Norton "Songsmith"
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