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~~~ Faerie Sweven ~~~
~ Faerie Sweven ~
Thou shalt not rouse the gentle rose,
From dormant lids in which repose,
Blind passioned eyne of tranquil cnoll,
'Til dawn tithes twilight's lunette Sol.
Thy virgin sunward sentinel,
Wilt squinch as sounds of night doth knell,
As staidly flags luff lilied seas,
Who whisper faint soliloquies.
Malt vagrant leaves beg rustling trees,
Deposed by blue tit's carefree ease,
That whittles, to weave her eggs from fear,
Whose piccolo trills near summer's weir.
Aye, nature's call of heath n' heather,
Shall port thee there, withersoever;
Abroad her vast dominions,
O' cacophonous condominiums.
Ho, March decrees to wintertide,
Wherest demi-gods of hoar reside;
Their seasoned figments hath decried,
Springtime is here for groom and bride.