Oh, will not the lowest slave among the vassals that wait thy word pity thee, when thine ears receive what I would reveal!
"Captain Kyd (Vol 1 of 2)" by Jonathon Holt Ingraham
When a man loves as he loved, compassion waits the ready vassal of tenderness.
"An Ambitious Woman" by Edgar Fawcett
In the hall, the serf and vassal
Held, that night their Christmas wassail;
Many a carol, old and saintly,
Sang the minstrels and the waits;
"The Norman Baron" by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
No vassals wait their sports to aid,
To watch their safety deck their board;
Their simple dress, the Highland plaid,
Their trusty guard, the Highland sword.
"Glenfinlas; or, Lord Ronald's Coronach" by Sir Walter Scott
The sun and every vassal star,
All space, beyond the soar of angel wings,
Wait on His word: and yet He stays His car
For every sigh a contrite suppliant brings.
"Ascension Day" by John Keble
Sore disgrace it is to see the Arbitress of thrones
Vassal to a Saxoneen of cold and hapless bones!
Bitter anguish wrings our souls — with heavy sighs and groans
We wait the Young Deliverer of Kathaleen Ny-Houlahan.
"Kathaleen Ny-Houlahan" by James Clarence Mangan