Sly Revel of My Lady

Hear O maiden, on whom desire springs forth It brews mine soul, chiming taste after port Have thou detour, pursuit never will cease Inside dungeon, dwells memoirs begging peace. Not once does sole eddy whispers’ depart Birds dance at lightning’s amazing glory, Nervy morose obeyed deadly loch art Baffle tongue shields the shame of thath fury. Autumn for willow vale, bright morning frost Exalts unto thy blossom: chilled breeze toss. Adieu for day, thwack wilt kindle cost, Extreme snide flits; Dank! Flout insolent loss. Once again, thorn manifest lover’s hope Outre’ wish from her behest painful pop.