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Born of noble blood,
To the Earl of The South
Much wealth and much land to behold

Power and fame,
All will remember the name
Godwinson

A noble man of Saxon blood.
A warrior of distinction

Dissension
Between brothers and fathers
Over murderous Sweyn.

A progeny of the earl
He still remains
To the other barons dismay

A maniac hell bent on destruction
Exile is his fate!

Sent forth from these lands on pain of death,
Heinous are Sweyn's deeds.
Earl Godwin begs the king for his sons forgiveness.
The confessor is unmoved
With whispers from foreign clergy, the sovereign agrees
to exile clan Godwin.

10 months across the sea.
They will return in time.

Norman advisers and usurpers Fill the courts
of the confessor.

Barons and nobles confer with their king
to cleanse his council

The king concedes and the Norman patricians are banished
Clan Godwin, returns to their lands once more.

Godwin Dies and Harold takes up the Earldom,
He is loyal to his lands.
An accomplished warrior, an earl of many estates
The kings right hand man.
Harold marches west, as the Welsh raid along the borders,
A decisive victory, Gruffydd is no more.

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