Fair and Guiling Copesmate Death

Fair And Guiling Copesmate Death - Theatre Of Tragedy

Reflecteth the silver shield this welkin aghast

And with haste translateth to gild'd black post and fast

Anon Anon say I the lid aside

Crawl without this velvet clad coffin blest

Sensing this pine is as deep as the deepest chasm

Hither cede and fulfil my phantasm

Cherish me and sonorously do me laud

For dread thine eyes will behold a guise faugh'd

Misery thee rather misery me

For in time's durance am I naught but wee

This tender and loving pest I to thee bequeath

Thence switly wilt thou errant to 'neath

And to me should'st thou be the humblemost knave

Lest fear spit I on thy cist and grave

Lest leer I at thee and do bewitch

And the tharms fluttering claw'd and eldritch

To conquer thee and thy blood for glore

Art thou my afeard and reluctant whore

Irksomely coy save wilid by alarum

Bear this torture and maim with decorum

If e'er always was I this blissful and blithe

Would I resign to but its wee tithe

Purvey my ache and quench my profoundest urge

And to thee will I sing the lull dull dirge

Deliver thy blood like the rill filleth the ghyll

Burrow to the trothplight with night and devil

Bid him to league with me forsooth merry to 'come 'twill

Whilom wast thou vestal yet now flit to thy tryst

Elsewise will I coerce thine consonantry to turn whist

Grasp I the snath and cut off thine breath

So that thou canst in darkness and inferno vester

For do I solely what he to me liefly saith