Now runs bleak rumor swiftly from the west;
Our King sends thus, words heavy with heart’s care --
“Take counsel with your folk; for now ‘tis best
if all the populace for war prepare.”

But as his knights now take their swords from walls,
And men-at-arms tread lyst with martial pace
Our Queen her gallant King to joy recalls --
“Oh, bide with me, my liege, in Beauty’s place

“Whence music plays, as dancers tread the hall,
And scribes their cunning, nimble hands employ;
They write, as poets’ hearken Muses call,
Whilst cooks bend to their fragrant herbs with joy.”

Then says our King: Come, put aside all care;
Come, celebrate the Arts at Winter’s Faire.

The Rapier Kindred of Trimaris, under the patronage of the Order of the White Scarf in Trimaris, is pleased to invite one and all to Trimaris' Winter Arts and Sciences Faire for AS XLI. Don your finest rainment, in Trimaris' blue and white, and celebrate with us!