Good old english

Thou dawdl’d not bringing me fro Æther to Nether,
Still, duringly cling I on to this heather –
Dew-scentéd blossom; thou wast pristine,
The sweven of thee ne’er will I cede, my colleen.
Drat this creature of memories ill,
Foolhardy and fey I may be, yet him I shall quell.

‘Vaunt! – Devil tyne –
Wadst thou wane fore’ermae;
Daunt – sinsyne thence,
Ta’en as a dint, Angélique?

Perforce and grinningly shall I maim in the vie –
Alas dastard! – hanging by the noose die.

‘Vaunt! – Devil tyne –
Wadst thou wane fore’ermae;
Daunt – sinsyne thence,
Ta’en as a dint, Angélique?

‘Come not wont to this uncouth Devil!,
Lest to a Devil thou wilt translate…my Angel.

‘Vaunt! – Devil tyne –
Wadst thou wane fore’ermae;
Daunt – sinsyne thence,
Ta’en as a dint, Angélique?

Angélique from the 1998 album Aégis for the band Theatre of Tragedy

Doomish:
Brave, Courageous and bold.
Long live his fame,
and long live his glory.
Long may his worthless posts be told.

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4 Comments

  1. Doomish

    In my third reincarnation, I lived in Yorkshire, and I spake such language.
    But in this life I speak londonish barely.

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