Shape ‘n send forw’d the currents riv’ring by! With your time-warped scraps the bed doth lie suffused!
I doubted if… No traveler returns If I should e’er come back…
Exaggerated, fabricated praise.
Knaves and jesters, all.
With sweet flowers, go.
Paralysis of action.
Alone in grief sustained.
You are e’en clearer; by more stars alight.