Solution to the Enigma

The youthful flower of chivalry
Who love and fame inspire:
How high so'er his pedigree,
Contented is with low degree
Of warrior's faithful 'squire.

To manhood ris'n, a belted knight:
(His mantling blood bestirs)
" In court, or hall, (he cries) or fight,
May curses on my memory light,
If I disgrace my spurs! "
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