In light of the Gala this upcoming gather, I felt that while I was in-between meditative retreats I would offer to the citizens of the Realm of Castles a Hymn I have to the Unicorn. I present it here both in the traditional language in which it was written, and a rough translation—VERY rough indeed, as it is an older dialect than I am comfortable translating. As a note, I plan to present this formally by performing it at the Gala.
**Ausi conme unicorne sui
qui s esbahist en regardant,
quant la pucele va mirant.
Tant est liee de son ennui,
pasmee chiet en son giron.