My lords! My ladies. And everybody else here not sitting on a cushion! Today, today, you find yourselves equals. For you are all equally blessed. For I have the pride, the privilege, nay, the pleasure of introducing to you a knight, sired by knights. A knight who can trace his lineage back beyond Charlemagne. I met him first atop a mountain near Jerusalem, praying to God, asking his forgiveness for the Saracen blood spilt by his sword.
It was great to come across an excerpt from The Canterbury Tales here - although, if you decide to do so again, perhaps post something from the Wife of Bath's tale? That would be sure to get some laughs...