I KNEW ONCE A BONNY OLD SOUL.
THE SUN AT DAWN, BORN ANEW,
NEVER ROSE NOR SHYLY STOLE
EVENING’S CLOAK BEFORE HER CUE.
ONES LIKE SHE LIKE AURAS CARRY
THOSE IMPISH ENERGIES OF THE AGES.
SO THIS DREAMER QUEENE I DID MARRY
TO WRITE MY LIFE ON HER BLANK PAGES.
AND THOUGH I LIVE A MORTAL LIFE,
AMONG THE LONESOME AND AUTUMNAL,
TO GLANCE JUST ONCE UPON MY WIFE,
LIKE OUR LOVE, I AM ETERNAL.
ONE YEAR DOWN, MY BONNY OLD SOUL,
AND AFTER IT ALL I NEVER KNEW
MY BONNY BLACK ROSE, THAT SKYWARD STOLE,
WOULD ASK THE GODS TO TRY FOR TWO.
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