Open Poetry #1 |
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To the Bard (may he forgive me) |
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Skyfyre Senior Member
since 1999-08-15
Posts 1906Sitting in Michael's Lap ![]() |
Sweet William! Favored son of Erato, Famed Midas of the quill from days of old, Unchallenged master of thy vast domain Whose every mean endeavor turned to gold; Not since has this tired Globe beheld thy like! No craftsman hast thy quarter so befit, Whose dark laments might stir the hardest heart -- Or gentlest odes conceal a rapier wit. Thy pen spun out thy soul in every stroke, With matchless grace that was the Muses' pride; Death holds thee not while still thy works endure, A vessel where thy spirit might reside. Thy words bring forth the secret hearts of men, And feeble words from my unworthy pen. ------------------ "Nunc lento sonitu dicunt, morierus" (When I hear the bell tolling softly for another, it says to me, "Thou must die.") |
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Sue Member
since 1999-08-04
Posts 383France |
I'm sure he'll forgive you, it's really good. |
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Ron
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-05-19
Posts 8669Michigan, US |
You have done the Master proud... |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Your work is really intriguing - Don't be posting EVERYTHING in the new Dark Forum, OK?... ![]() ------------------ Nay, if our wits run the Wild-Goose chase, I am done: For thou hast more of the Wild-Goose in one of thy wits, Than I am sure I have in my whole five. ~ ²1592 Wm. Shakespeare ~ Romeo & Juliet ~ ii. iv. 75 |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Love it! Need to get my Elizabethan CD out of the case and listen to that whilst reading your poetry! Huzzah! ![]() |
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