The king sat with his courtiers . In the arena below there were ferocious lions . A lady proudly declared that her brave lover would prove her love for her by killing the hungry beasts . Let's find out what happened . King Francis was a hearty king , and loved a royal spot ;
And one day , as his lions strove , sat looking on the court ;
The nobles filled the benches round , the ladies by their side ,
And ' mongst them Count de Lorge , with one he hoped to make his bride .
And truly ' twas a gallant thing , to see the crowning show ;
Valour and love , and a king above , and the royal beasts below .
Ramped and roared the lions , with horrid laughing jaws ;
They bit , they glared , gave blows like beams , a wind went with their paws ;
With wallowing might and stifled roar they rolled one on another ,
Till all pit , with sand amd mane , was in a thound'rous smother ;
The bloody foam above the bars came whizzing through the air ;
Said Francis then , ' Good gentleman , we're better here than there ! '
De Lotge's love o'reheard the king , a beauteous lively dame .
With smiling lips , and sharp bright eyes , which always seemed the same :
She thought ,'The Count , my love , is as brave as brave can be ;
He surely would do desperate things to show his love of me !
King , ladies , lovers , all look on ; the chance is wondrous fine ,
I'll drop my glove to prove his love : great glory will be mine !'
She dropped her glove to prove his love : then looked on him and smiled ;
hw bowed , and in a moment leaped among the lions wild !
The leap was quick ; return was quick ; he soon regained his place -
Then threw the glove , but not with love , right in the lady's face !
' By Heaven ! ' cried Francis , ' rightly done ! ' and he rose from where he sat :
' No love , ' Quoth he , ' but vanity , sets love a task like that !'
- Haarish Hassan