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The Little Knight in Green

What fragrant-footed comer
  Is stepping o’er my head?
Behold, my queen! the Summer!
  Who deems her warriors dead.
Now rise, ye knights of many fights,
  From out your sleep profound!
Make sharp your spears, my gallant peers,
  And prick...

Poet: Katharine Lee Bates
Una and the Red Crosse Knight

From “The Faërie Queene,” Book I. Canto I.
  A GENTLE Knight was pricking on the plaine,
  Ycladd in mightie armes and silver shielde,
  Wherein old dints of deepe woundes did remaine,
  The cruell markes of many a bloody fielde;
  Yet armes till that time...

Poet: Edmund Spenser
The Knight

From “Marmion,” Canto I.
DAY set on Norham’s castled steep,
And Tweed’s fair river, broad and deep,
  And Cheviot’s mountains lone:
The battled towers, the donjon keep,
The loophole grates where captives weep,
The flanking walls that round it sweep...

Poet: Sir Walter Scott
The Knight’s Tomb

Where is the grave of Sir Arthur O’Kellyn?
Where may the grave of that good man be?—
By the side of a spring, on the breast of Helvellyn,
Under the twigs of a young birch-tree!
The oak that in summer was sweet to hear,
And rustled its leaves in the fall of...

Poet: Samuel Taylor Coleridge