Wednesday, May 25, 2011

3102. TERPSICHORE

TERPSICHORE
I wouldn't delve to deceive this
wanton battlement - look, look,
they are dancing on the wall! How
flagrant their fabric'd costumes flow!
As if some cloud, dropped Heaven-sent
as from above, did needle and fit its
own way in. Demonstrative, indeed!
I would fain this lady-like charm
embrace would it but once come
to my face - to see me and settle.
Yes, alas, they are but charms
and fairies and nymphs - those
long-imagined of my hearts and
souls now dancing upon this castle
wall. I am lost in such a reverie
I do not know my present time
at all. And, no, not now, nor then,
nor ever shall I ever know at all.

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