Xiv: Vehement Condolences
Darest V.C. –
We all heard of the flute of the regency,
Tho’ it told of a few in the house-pital:
Yet we know it was the exordium!
Darest V.C. –
Tell the vergers of the gods,
The forest is expecting
The full exegesis of the gods;
She was heir to the heavy blows
– The heinous death of the sons –
The mothers & the concubines sigh
For a loss of kindred tears,
And restless fathers hover in waiting forests.
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