Poem 930 – Encircled (The Ballad of the Wake cont.)

Upon his horse he couldn’t wait
And charged into the fray.
He plunged too far beyond their line
And by their swords became confined,
Unhorsed they thought they had him this time
And that they’d win today.

Is this the end for Hereward?
(03.07.26)

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