I fear no foe

As he drew near to his state–room, he was amazed and disgusted to hear a high tenor voice raised in song proceeding from behind the closed door.

     'I fee–er naw faw in shee-ining arr–mour,

       Though his lance be sharrrp and – er keen;

     But I fee–er, I fee–er the glah–mour

       Therough thy der–rooping lashes seen:

     I fee–er, I fee–er the glah–mour ...'

The Girl on the Boat. 7 Sundered Hearts

Lord Tidmouth, who had for some little time been humming in an undertone, now came boldly into the open and committed himself to the rendition of a popular ballad :

       I fee–ar naw faw in shee-ining arr–mour,

       Though his lance be swift and – er keen...

In his arm–chair Bill stirred uneasily.

       But I fee–ar, I fee–ar the glarr–moor

       Ther–oo thy der–ooping larr–shes seen,

      I fee–ar, I fee–ar the glar–moor...

Doctor Sally. Chapter 7

There is a song, frequently sung by curates at village concerts, which runs:

       I fear no foe in shining armour,

       Though his lance be bright and keen.

Or is it 'swift and keen'? I can't remember. Not that it matters

Jeeves and the Feudal Spirit. Chapter 16