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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Yspirfal across the sky Awake now with a loving light For I have summoned thee with song And I have shaped thee to belong In facets of eternal night Where alor hath made the dim seem bright Hyspirfael there beams a ray Of vesper’s splendoring refrain Shards of silver and silver rain Shed on seas of silver fame North and from the northmost sea A mistless lute borne to thee A ray, a glimmer, and a dream To shape an endless harmony Yspirfal and Hyspirfael Upon the dawning of the world To ring and with thy music fill The vales and woods beneath thy spell Yspirfal and Hyspirfael Before the world unveiled Somewhere on a fairy’s eve Thy lute hath traced eternity Hyspirfael I cannot tell The glories of a thousand knells Or streams unbroken toward the sea Whose laughter is like bells to me With a jingling o’er the plains With no darkness nigh thy trains Thou singest and tis clearly plain Thy lute time shall not disdain Yspirfal ife thou shouldst call In echoes shed as waterfalls Upon the faces of the hills Upon the verdant blooming rills Or through the jovial of night And with the comeliness of sight Thy echo is to me the thrall Of twilight in the eveless halls Yspirfal and Hyspirfael One twain whose number cannot tell Thou fay of fervent glory bright To tantalize the leagues of night And taint them silver and silver bright Till last the spheres have made their flight Yspirfal across the sky Yspirfal and all to I Thy lute has carved without a wry The paths we tread; the paths of life Yspirfal no tongue may tell The joy of joy when joy is well But hearts may dream and therein find The rays that make thy beams sublime Whilst scattered shards beneath these hooves Endure beneath unshadow’d woods Unshadowed woods beyond the green Beyond the hills and o’er the streams Where gleams the glitter and the reams Of love from thy celestial beams Beyond the twilight were sudden sings The lute of loves resplendoring Hyspirfael and Yspirfal Ife one are twain upon the call Of fate when moons have risen low And rising with the moonlit glow My spirit o’er unbroken leas Shouldst soar beyond the vesper’d seas Whence thy lute wast shed on me Where all is wrapped in silver throws Then tossed upon Mithlirian-volde Yspirfal across the sky Yspirfal which cannot die One twain who cannot over tell The lute the lover and the spell Of love when we have known thee well
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