Azal'aqent

Praise and sing lays for our wondrous knight,
Who but in a few days has once more proven his might.
Fearlessly he stood and peril he faced,
Defeated the evil brood leaving all amazed.
They who haunted our lifes and brought dangers to our dreams,
Were brought down in their hives and stopped short of their means.
Against our kingdom they plotted, beings of pure evil they were,
On our fields they trotted, marching to slay our throne's heir.
Yet our hero to the arms call arose and in shiny armour out he rode,
On the field he met many a foe, thus it is for him we sing this ode.
So praise and sing lays for from peril we've been delivered,
And rejoice for all days, for our enemy's been defeated.
So praise and sing lays for this hero who was god sent,
And remember for all days, his name which is Azal'aqent.

This is an attempt, and a rather sad one I would add, to write prose in the same manner as that of Beowulf or Sir Gawain and the Green Knight; it was, in fact, written shortly after reading both literary pieces. It has many flaws since my priority while writing it was to keep the rhyme working and so didn't not actually pay any attention to plot nor overall sense (as can be well perceived by the awkward choice for the hero's name) . Still, I would like to share it why you in hopes of receiving useful feedback as to ensure that further attempts at writing prose prove to be more successful than this one.