Matty Groves Redux
by Crunchy
Copyright© 2021 by Crunchy
Historical Story: Re-examining an old folk-song.
Caution: This Historical Story contains strong sexual content, including Historical Tear Jerker .
Matty Groves, Arlands Wife, blah blah, ok...:
The little sneak he listened well and craftily did he hide, then he ran he over the land so wide and swam over the tide,
and n’er did stop till he arrives at the Great Lord Arland’s side, to tell him woeful betide!
“What News, what News that brings you here across the Land and Sea, My Home Hall burned, My King at War, my Lady with Baby?”
Thine Hall is Sound, Thine King at Peace, your lady is not dead, but that Matty Groves is in your Hall and likely in your bed I saw him in your lady’s arms and how his face was red.
The Page soon realized his mistake and terror filled his eyes for the reaction he saw on his own Lord’s face it took him by surprise, he hadn’t been too wise!
Lord Arland took him by the throat and called him every name, like adder-stoat and wicked cur and gossiping pixie brain, as he choked from him his airs.
For spying on my wife you Dog you’ve earned a traitors grave, who gave you leave to judge my wife and to yourself take my affairs? My own private affairs!
No doubt you’ve prattled your poison news both far and also wide as you scurried all unbidden here across the land and tide, to hurry to my side!
Your reckless words have mayhap to my lady given injury- as for my whole estate perhaps it’s not to late but you’ve murdered poor Matty Groves. you’ve Martyred Matty Groves!
I have a loving fertile Wife, and I have my daughters three, but for Hearth and Hall and King and Land I’d have traded three for one, I’d have traded them for a Son!
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