Uther the Magnificent
Stand now my friends and raise a flagon,
Today we celebrate the life of Uther Pendragon!
Noblest king Camelot has ever seen;
Nobler he could hardly have been!
Stand fast now friends, against the vile slander,
Of those who hate and seek to defame our great commander!
Their words are not but base calumny,
That demonstrates to us their jealous depravity.
Wife killer, they have called him,
Happy to exploit a tragedy so grim.
They cannot resist the cruel temptation,
To take solice in his painful tribulation.
So they will blame him for his deprivation,
Though the sorrow he feels has no cessation.
Never before has a wife been loved so deeply,
Nor her death used by foes so cheaply.
But the sad irony of our foe's baseless accusation,
Is that it only demonstrates their moral aberration.
Their emotional appeal is compensation,
For their argument's logical limitation.
But their treacherous lies do not end here,
For they must also exploit his friend so dear.
Dear Gorlois, his comrade and right arm,
Who saved him many a time from harm.
He whom good Uther loved as a brother,
The way that he never could love another.
He whose sad death could not be prevented,
Whose untimely passing Uther sorely lamented.
And as evidence of his sincerity,
He adopted Morgana with all celerity,
Loving her more than even his son,
Even after all the evil she'd done.
His great deeds the hateful seek to defame,
And cast guilt on his innocent name.
"Murderer!" Is what the cowards say,
Because he killed dragon, witch, and fey.
But even Gaius knew magic was a scourge,
And Camelot was saved only by the purge.
Evil-doers only, Uther sought to kill,
Not just those with a special skill.
He outlawed magic, so he could know the good from bad,
And that some chose to ignore his law is truly sad,
But can Uther be blamed if his subjects choose to defy him?
And to break his every laws on a whim?
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