At Crown Tournament, Their Majesties Ullr and Annelyse honored my by appointing me their poet. During the tournament, I composed this, and performed it at the evening court where Arch and Runa were crowned Prince and Princess.
Strong shone the sun that day in Sternfeld.
The courageous came there to contend for the Crown,
Many men and women of might.
Ullr and Annelyse addressed the audacious,
Bid them battle with noble bearing.
Weaponclash there winnowed the warriors.
All were worthy. One would win.
First the foes honored their fellows,
Bowed to the beloved whose favor they bore.
Cellach kissed his queenly champion–
Chilly the armored cheek of his cherished.
Then boldly they began the blow-blizzard.
Jaime came joyfully where swords were jarring–
A good gift he sought to give there.
Giantlike Dyderich grappled with Zygmunt,
Two swords dealing terror twixt towering men.
Vukasin savaged the Viscount violently
Yet finally fell to the friend of the giraffe.
Ixtilixochitl of high ideals
Met Nikolai’s spear in the belly’s spot.
It darted like dragonfly, dealing doom.
Arch’s fierce flurry of flashing blows
Felled Sir Louis, laid him low.
The snowlanders struggled–Skallagrimmr
Gave way to Gaetting, giving him glee.
Tonis stood tall in fierce contention.
Killian attacked and killed Kith, near kinsman.
Dag and Nikolai danced delicately,
Both wise and wary of wicked steel.
Fearsome, the final feat fetched closer–
One contender could carry the crown.
The wolf-shield warrior was wily and wise
But Arch attacked him with all his might,
Thrice he bested him, thwacked and thrusted.
Behold him now, his honor highest,
A proper Prince with presence to lead.
Give tongue gladly for glorious deeds
Dared this day for the Dragon unconquered!
The form follows the alliterative pattern common to Norse and Anglo-Saxon poetry. Because of the short time available for composition, not all the niceties of those styles were observed.