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Wassail Wassail; All merit good cheer We wish thee dear faithful a wondrous New Year Our fine bowl is made of the white maple tree With the Wassailing bowl we honor thee So here by the fire good spirits renewed We wish thee dear faithful: thy dreams may come true As white snow doth fall o'er the old willow tree Wassail Wassail; We honor thee So come all young maidens and join us in song For th...
I am my only thief and jailor keep Bedeviled and priest beseech The pander come to me But mad love is religion enough For my heart And to those I gave life Confessions of a gift worth end I am the spirit's grin kissed With the taste of silent tears And the glutton for emptiness Can feast on my heart Such is the reign of banishment In my heart And all lovers lost Find them in the heart of darkn...
In kairos hour I bequeath Confusion of my sole belief Consider: am I god in mortal shell Yet shine no brighter than myself Invaded by life's patriarch Who conquered me through hatred's art With fists of all unspoken sin Agrip'd my angered heart within And blood unknowing humble flows Deity's miscarried ghost For here my innate children prey Un-nursed and unhealed wounds betray A swollen rage: ...
Behold this pale offering whose essence feeds your every need Entwined, divine in the sleepless heart but what's to become of me Wake the Walls of Remembrance Sing tenderness my silent ones Your eyes of wonder Shake the walls with this Severance Cry bitterness, the passionless Stained with dishonor Behold this frail offering These weighted words fall as Autumn leaves Confined and blind in the ...
Words written by Tennyson, 1883 Row us out to Desenzano, to your Sirmione row So they rowed, and there we landed O Venusta Sirmio There to me through all the groves of olive in the summer glow There beneath the Roman ruin where the purple flowers grow Came that Ave atque Vale of the poet's hopeless woe Tenderest of Roman poets nineteen hundred years ago Frater Ave atque Vale as we wandered to ...
Salute the essense Perfection's humor Conversed so often: mute Oh my dear I'm always near Oh my dear Heal We can't conceive A child's peace Belief our direction Salute the essence: The essence of two performers A pleasure ridden torture
Ophelia Cordelia Desdemona And Kate My sweetness and Beatrice So precious your pain I sing for your lovers Your heavenly fathers to be Your possible futures Your obvious endings defeat me Alma Badoura Dorothea And Jade Belphoebe is just like me Such perfect disdain I sing for the daughters The heavenly mothers to be Insanity's wanderings Ritual fatherings greet me So carry me there's no one to...
Air-built madness: unfamiliar charm Hides in the softest eyes And ponderous smiles manifest denial But heavy heartless Conscious of our load Hurled by dreams into a separate world We dig the thoughtless earth With fingers lighter than the breath Of lifeless minds awaiting death On this mercyground What may transpire in this stagnant posture Tradition multiplies Where repetition reigns and the ...
Words written by Grandfather Lloyd Richards, 1929 There was a friend upon whom once Nature played her joke She gave him width instead of height and hands too large for chivalry A strength of body quite too great to satisfy a soul that craved aesthetic light She must have smiled when in that frame Was placed a heart so delicate For it would vibrate melody Until her artifice produced wild rhapso...
How carelessly the bound daylight caresses Oblivious to wandering eyes extinguished Free me reckless with the night Elusive scenes enkindled burst to fire Where splendor casts umbrageous twin And love sparks radiance To guide the heart from within All in search for you Eve of brilliance Till the morning proves indifference For the sparks die Leaving shadows in my vision How dutifully the dull ...
Time to show some sharper teeth Time to grow a thicker skin Time to drop the seventh veil and let some madness wander in This is not a darker age Just the turning of the wheel I am here to reassure we never really had control This world was never kind Separate your present mind Time to show some sharper teeth Time to grow a thicker skin Time to drop the seventh veil and let some madness wander...
Another night down on the catherine wheel Drawn into a corner A symphony of resounding shrieks in my head I court a sure, sudden death But give no quarter A paper soul tears the heart from the mind Searing is the morning, a tenement of lights Lost inside the attic On the floor again with a head full of rain Wander with the shadows of shelter and smiles Bleeding in a stairwell Fever-staggered s...
traditional ballad circa 1400 The wind doth howl today m'love And a winter's worth of rain I never had but one true love In cold grave she was lain Oh I adored my sweetest love As any young man may So I'll sit and weep upon her grave For twelve-month and a day One true love is eternity for two Three four nevermore Will I see my love true The twelve-month and a day foregone The dead began to sp...
A thousand dreamers crept as one Journey'd by the colder sun Knocked at the chamber's gate Yet this sleeper does not wake In the oracle overhung With careless whispers, ivystung Their tiny fingers cling to warmth A home for the love weary heart Onward sacrarium, time sojourns Polanquin leads this path adorned While reverent creatures soft prepare The slumberous beauty carried there And lay the...
written by Thomas campion; 1600 When to her lute Corinna sings Her voice revives the leaden strings And doth on highest note appeare As any challeng'd echo cleare But when she doth of mourning speake Ev'n with her sighs the strings do breake And as her lute doth live or die Led by her passion so must I For when of pleasure she doth sing My thoughts enjoy a sudden spring But if she doth of sorr...

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