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...