Tytuł: A song by the hearth

• Wykonawca: Theatre Of Tragedy
• Wyświetleń: 325

E'er and anon, thence hither -
   Yore of this glum gauntness.
   Ye eavesdroppest to my plea -
   Tarry not thy fealty!
  
   Stint this bereavement dear friend! -
   Wherefore dreegh me?
   Nay leech, nay witch,
   Doth but to cede my pall!"
   Harness gilded, steed mounted.
   Stern - I deem - a sire of conquer.
   Alack! - Solely bethought -
   Mayhap a song by the hearth?!
  
   Uncouth esquire parch'd my veins -
   Drat this sapling-drag! - Fray me! -
   And heed me! - Aye! - Be naught! -
   Should ye muster daggers in thy brow!
   "Fare well! - my kinsmen -
   I have drunk my last ale -
   Eat and drink well -
   O! - Behold my final skirmish."
  
   Crops be irk'd by draught -
   Kinsmen waylain by robbers -
   Kine of thine stampeding -
   Curse thee fore'ermore!
   Until then ne'er will I drink wine,
   Nor shall I feel the melodious taste of honey!