That's right. In an article headed "

True Romantics Wore Horns

The Vikings raided, pillaged and wrote love poems; an ode to a 'wench in her wimple'"

You can savour such joys as

At the door of my soul she is standing,

So sweet in the gleam of her garment:

Her footfall awakens a fury,

A fierceness of love that I knew not,

Those feet of a wench in her wimple

Magical. A history of these gems is here. I shall never look at a man with a hand axe dressed in fur screaming while running towards me in fear again.