A Collection of Essays
“The Knight is a man of blood and iron, familiar with the sight of smashed faces and the ragged stumps of lopped-off limbs. He is also demure, almost maiden-like, when a guest in hall; a gentle, modest, unobtrusive man. He is not a compromise or a happy mean between ferocity and meekness; he is fierce to the nth and meek to the nth.”
From 'The Necessity of Chivalry' essay
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