Robbins Library Digital Projects Announcement: We are currently working on a large-scale migration of the Robbins Library Digital Projects to a new platform. This migration affects The Camelot Project, The Robin Hood Project, The Crusades Project, The Cinderella Bibliography, and Visualizing Chaucer.
While these resources will remain accessible during the course of migration, they will be static, with reduced functionality. They will not be updated during this time. We anticipate the migration project to be complete by Summer 2025.
If you have any questions or concerns, please contact us directly at robbins@ur.rochester.edu. We appreciate your understanding and patience.
While these resources will remain accessible during the course of migration, they will be static, with reduced functionality. They will not be updated during this time. We anticipate the migration project to be complete by Summer 2025.
If you have any questions or concerns, please contact us directly at robbins@ur.rochester.edu. We appreciate your understanding and patience.
A New Knighthood
Who gives him the Bath?
“I,” said the wet,
Rank Jungle-sweat,
“I’ll give him the Bath!”
Who’ll sing the psalms?
“We,” said the Palms,
“Ere the hot wind becalms,
We’ll sing the psalms.”
Who lays on the sword?
“I,” said the Sun,
“Before he has done,
I’ll lay on the sword.”
Who fastens his belt?
“I,” said Short-Rations,
“I know all the fashions
Of tightening a belt!”
Who buckles his spur?
“I,” said his Chief,
Exacting and brief,
“I’ll give him the spur.”
Who’ll shake his hand?
“I,” said the Fever,
“And I’m no deceiver,
I’ll shake his hand.”
Who brings him the wine?
“I,” said Quinine,
“It’s a habit of mine,
I’ll come with his wine.”
Who’ll put him to proof?
“I,” said All Earth,
“Whatever he’s worth,
I’ll put to the proof.”
Who’ll choose him for Knight?
“I,” said his Mother,
“Before any other,
My very own knight!”
And after this fashion, adventure to seek,
Was Sir Galahad made — as it might be last week!
“I,” said the wet,
Rank Jungle-sweat,
“I’ll give him the Bath!”
Who’ll sing the psalms?
“We,” said the Palms,
“Ere the hot wind becalms,
We’ll sing the psalms.”
Who lays on the sword?
“I,” said the Sun,
“Before he has done,
I’ll lay on the sword.”
Who fastens his belt?
“I,” said Short-Rations,
“I know all the fashions
Of tightening a belt!”
Who buckles his spur?
“I,” said his Chief,
Exacting and brief,
“I’ll give him the spur.”
Who’ll shake his hand?
“I,” said the Fever,
“And I’m no deceiver,
I’ll shake his hand.”
Who brings him the wine?
“I,” said Quinine,
“It’s a habit of mine,
I’ll come with his wine.”
Who’ll put him to proof?
“I,” said All Earth,
“Whatever he’s worth,
I’ll put to the proof.”
Who’ll choose him for Knight?
“I,” said his Mother,
“Before any other,
My very own knight!”
And after this fashion, adventure to seek,
Was Sir Galahad made — as it might be last week!