52 Quotes About Medieval-romance

And to love her is like a journey, Not a casual stroll or an adventure, But a patient walk of a million miles, And slowly her myth unfolds, As she reveals herself in layers, Her beauty has all the shades of life, But I fall short of colours to paint her glory, Oh to love her is like a journey, A journey of a million miles…

And all the falling stars that I saw as a child, I found them at her feet, And my joy to watch her dance, Over them in her Carmel. She is the romance of a winter love story, The picture of a million memories, The blood of God flows through her heart, The space in between her arms, Is the doorway to heaven, The light for my mornings comes from her smile, Oh to love her is like a journey, A journey of a million miles…

A tapestry of the obscure world, Lingering in the dark alleys of life, So anonymous but a grammar placed to perfection, A note so ever present but never read, She is the love long forgotten by the roads…

Straciliśmy świat i świat stracił nas,co myślisz o tym, Tristanie, mój miły.— Miła, kiedy ciebie mam z sobą,i czegóż mi trzeba?Gdyby i wszystkie światy były z nami,widziałbym tylko jedną ciebie.

[P]ray thee Pilgrim for the noble souls of Artur and Gwenhwyfawr, united once more here in peace. First King of all Great Britain. First faithful servant of the Vicar of Christ and Universal Church. Let all men who seek rule, be measured according to thy virtue.

This was raw. This was primal. This was real.

It’s not the Mistletoe Knight that these knights are coming for. It’s the girl. Lady Jaclyn.” “The girl?” Blaise echoed. “She is rumored to be the fairest in the land. Most of these men have come in hopes of winning the land, not for the castle, but for the woman.

Why is he following me? Why are you following me?” He grabbed her arm. “D’Sayre is trying to learn your secrets. Me? I just want a kiss.” He pulled her into his embrace and pressed his lips to hers.

Do not push me,” she warned in a shaky voice.“Och, but I will.” He shifted on his booted feet, pushed his hips harder against hers, until she felt a part of the wall. A part of him. “You lifted a blade to me, Katarina. I’m going to push you hard.