"It would certainly be an honor. The difficulty would be choosing which troublesome area was most in need of a warden. Normandy is by no means secure from France. Ireland is a mess. And of course Wales has grown at the expense of Norman barons."Llywelyn mab Iorwerth wrote: ↑Sun Sep 26, 2021 11:07 amLlwelyn thinks for a moment. "What about a position apart from holdings? After all, His Grace is due to leave for the Holy Land. If he...is unhappy about something, or wants greater control on a situation would it not be an honor to be assigned to act in his stead over an area he sees as troublesome?"
[D7, LM, Court] Our Neighbours to the North
Re: [D7, LM, Court] Our Neighbours to the North
Gm * Man of Angles * Sionnach * Scealai *
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding
Every phrase and every sentence is an end and a beginning,/Every poem an epitaph. And any action/Is a step to the block, to the fire, down the sea's throat/Or to an illegible stone: and that is where we start.
We die with the dying:/See, they depart, and we go with them./We are born with the dead:/See, they return, and bring us with them./The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree/Are of equal duration. A people without history/Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern/Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/History is now and England --Eliot, Little Gidding