Rust Mortal man has little span Upon God's lovely earth. Angels may have time enough For things that give God mirth But not this noble knight; I am a restless man of War, A dragon in a steel cocoon, A lion with a sword.
Rust My friends are fast, my honor vast, My fame makes maidens swoon. So, Squire, if rust despoils my suit, I'll boot you to the moon! /TKT