Hap mirthfulness! - Oh! joy of grand riddance; Undress me my hauberk! - the wyern hath errant'd.
Ire of yore - bard of e'eryears - I deem the brood hath wan'd - fore'ermore?!
Fro the chasm of the bosom, bale a hand back. Hark! my dove - henceforth I bulwark thee! - Teathers of swans in my pillow - I cede my heart. Make haste! - I pray - respond my plea!
Lo! - a sire of great awe - a knight of many battles!
...And of kinsmen weeping for the slain! Please! - heed my words; In thy sorrow I will kiss thy tears - In thy bliss I will take thee by thy hand - The sapor of grapes thou shalt savor - And harken the nighttingale sing oh so blithely!
On his knees... A plea to harvest roses; No heed for the thorns you count! Wherefore vow me? Wherefor this gilded proffer? Wherefore not pay court to a maid more fair? - Morn of a joyous day! Hower 'twixt weed! Fertile desert! Cheerful dirge! Misery me not! - man nor beast; envy me; Lest'tis an act of wont! Many are the drapes that my past bury - Ineffable feeling indulgeth in battles!
Tisn't what thou vambrace'st thy words with!!; I bethink dotingly only thy weal - Forgive me for deeming thee direfully - Therein abdiding with thee Yet I was a trifle daunt'd. Is for me the grandest boon!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
