A Love Poem

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Essentially this is the poem on which the entire Archta Melmarindauph is based. It is written in archaic language which I hope will not deter people. Its nice I think yet not as wondrous as I would have hoped it to be. So hear it is, please leave comments telling me exactly how it made you feel or what you thought of it. Also it should be made clear that this is simply part one of the Melmarindauph there are three.

Submitted: November 02, 2007

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Submitted: November 02, 2007



Pray maiden fair say me thy name,

of ivory crown, festooned in fame.

Whose voice is fair, whose mantle fold,

falls twining low in locks of gold.

Thou wont to lilt in starry glade,

now singing, now thy song is laid.

Thy voice doth charm to hark the whole,

and breaks the chains that bind the soul.

And works within to cure from sight,

The baleful bane that seeks to blight.

That would to veil what God has wrought,

these you abjure and vex in naught.

For thy fair light doth ever shine,

and puts to shame the Gods divine.

Forsooth the Gods hath smitten me,

whence I love longing pine for thee.

And fells my heart to sorrow moan,

beseeching thee to clepe my own.

For never hath my eyes beheld,

nor my legs in love stinted felled.

I ween that thou well-mannered wise,

Art god divine in mortal guise.

Lo now thy sway hath veered its course,

and whirled apace with matchless force.

On lissome limbs you twirl around,

and trace thy ways on laughing ground.

That as thy pace leaps o'er the earth,

it doth peal cries of joyous mirth.

For thee with thine undaunted sway,

doth rouse the love twixt night and day.

Thy eyes bejeweled with starry grace,

hath ceased my heart from constant pace.

and raised within a sultry light,

to quell the shadows of night.

In dewy damps my voice was lost,

my mind in ventures endless tossed.

Dark blind I was to feeble care,

Now lain in sorrow and despair.

For while I gazed thee from afar,

I could not grasp my fading star.

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