“My eyes shall fancy not another dame,”
Long as I live, these words be my refrain:
“Whilst in my heart still burns eternal flame,
‘Tis but a candle; ne’er to flare again.”
What wrongs thou wrought are burned to ash and dust,
What bitter memories, long at last are gone;
What jealous anger, love and loath and lust
Have passed with thou to whate’er lies beyond.
Yet all the joy thou knew has passed with thee,
And now at rest, thou drinkst from purest Lethe;
While from life’s shackles thou hath broken free,
Still thou must walk the weary path of death.
What sins thou hadst in life are washed away;
Yet now thou wander’st but a shade of gray.
Long as I live, these words be my refrain:
“Whilst in my heart still burns eternal flame,
‘Tis but a candle; ne’er to flare again.”
What wrongs thou wrought are burned to ash and dust,
What bitter memories, long at last are gone;
What jealous anger, love and loath and lust
Have passed with thou to whate’er lies beyond.
Yet all the joy thou knew has passed with thee,
And now at rest, thou drinkst from purest Lethe;
While from life’s shackles thou hath broken free,
Still thou must walk the weary path of death.
What sins thou hadst in life are washed away;
Yet now thou wander’st but a shade of gray.
P.S: Think V. V.
2 comments:
Pretty good. Rhymes make sense and all... what's Lethe? and what's V.V?
Anyway, definitely good effort, maybe would help if it was clearer about what you're talking about, but that may just be me being obtuse. I like the last line.
Lethe- in Greek mythology, a river in Hades, the water of which causes forgetfulness. Remember Byron's poem? "Remember thee! Remember thee! /'Till Lethe quench life's burning stream/ Remorse and shame shall cling to thee,/ And haunt thee like a feverish dream!
Pronounced "lee-thee", my bad there...
And as for V.V.: Terence! Ryan! they should know. To them, if it wasn't obvoius enough already: think archaic language. angst. mouning lost loved one. medieval-sounding names.
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