11-07-2007, 07:10 AM
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Last Online: 11-30-2007 08:13 AM
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Chans't and Lost (Rime Royale)
Chans't and Lost
Whilst twisted doth the honeysuckle twine
'round whited trellis crown atop her gate
Lit candle 'pon the sill doth well define
My course, my cause and on this night my fate
Fair Gen'vieve's heart tremble whilst she wait
And pray the master wake not from his sleep
Now staid the steed, on silent foot I creep
As Gen'vieve lay hand to lintle stone
A glance is chans't to courtyard here below
Then flicker'd flame find palor pale as bone
From cherry lips slip whisper whisper'd low
"Sweet William will ye save me from my woe"
I answer on allegiance of last breath
"We'll have this night together or have death"
I lift her softly down and then we flee
But hounds awake excited of our scent
Bound to the horse, I pull her up to me
A single shot ring out, two hearts are rent
As one we fall and know that all is spent
One sweetened smile, one softened sigh of bliss
One moment only left to press a kiss.
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I read the back of a box of saltines once... the grammar, spelling and punctuation were letter perfect... the content, however, was a little bland for my taste.
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