
Lorick #124:
the son of the morning, perhaps
at first not the worst - 'til he snaps
not quite best of the best
by which, later, distressed
once good, and then bad... then: collapse
But first, we solve #125 - here it is one last time:
I'm a woman of militant vision
For my people and king, have ambition
I'm a heretic martyr
I'm a saint with a garter
I'm not needed, once completed, my mission...