"Gaunt and gnarl d
Reflecteth the silver shield this welkin aghast
And with haste translateth to gild d black post and fast."
"Anon - anonsay I! - the lid aside
Crawl without this velvet-clad coffin blest
The bottom sand of the hourglass is at tide
"Sensing this pine is as deep as the deepest chasm
Tis and hath e er been merry blood to pest -
Hither! - cede and fulfil my phantasm!
To be adust for time longer can I not bide
Cherish me and sonorously do me laud -
Hence the heart hale out thro the chest!
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 coysave wilied 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 - forsoothmerry to come twill."
"Whilom wast thou vestalyet now flit to thy tryst
Elsewise will I coerce thine consonantry to turn whist;
Grasp I the snath and cut off thine breath
"Death - oh! fair and guiling copesmate Death
So that thou canst in darkness and inferno vester
Be not a malais d beggar; claim this bloody jester!"
For do I solely what He to me liefly saith."

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