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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required O cruel marraige, That dost join souls, And tear them apart, By serpent's tongue, Today, on Heaven's Eve. Dead! O Apollo, mourn, Your daughter is dead, And I with divine tongue, Sing to mortal ears. But no more... My song is choked. By these selfsame tears, That once happiness evoked, Now locked in bitter mourning, Through the twilight's final flame, Having thy deathbed soaked, All in vain... Eurydice? Is it but passion's fire, That I hear thy voice, In the playing of my lyre? Hark! Dost thou hear her? Mumbling in the wind... She's not left yet, She lives within. Hades; Cruel engine, Burn thy spite, Or I shall smite thee, With love's might! Yet with eyes aflame, And passion wild, Hell's fire does tame, And leave beguiled; What place is Dis? Fervent heart, Are you still beating, All is dark, All is bleeding, Fire rains down from the skies, Love is lost, Elysium lies, Deep within... Give me thy hand, I'll walk therein: And drown for a thousand years. Cruel rivers, Bathed in flesh, Alive with fire, And with death, Afresh. Eurydice! My love is Here, Above the sea, Pale as the twilight sky, Stifling its final sigh, C'est pas la vie... Hold up thy head! Animate thy heart! Let's escape death, And never be apart. So with trampling feet, And passions new, We left that place, Or so I knew; For when love is lost, And passion stays, The heart beats on, Although the mind decays. Eurydice? Forgive me...
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