Sylphid Song
o Air am I of fire wynde.
As now bedawn another day,
so long aforrow pass to fay.
Beneath the mists of morrowtide,
all russet-mantled, silver-eyed
and rosy-finger'd, incense-breth'd,
lo, come my lover to his death.
He draw aside the dewy shrouds
and loll aby the rising clouds,
receive my hands, who love to sing
and coo above the gift he bring.
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As now bedawn another day,
so long aforrow pass to fay.
Beneath the mists of morrowtide,
all russet-mantled, silver-eyed
and rosy-finger'd, incense-breth'd,
lo, come my lover to his death.
He draw aside the dewy shrouds
and loll aby the rising clouds,
receive my hands, who love to sing
and coo above the gift he bring.
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Comments 2
The apostrophes (as in "finger'd") are meant to tell us not to pronounce the "e" in question, but we wouldn't want to either way. So they are just for decoration? To make the poem look antique?
The style is old-fashioned, but doesn't master the style. But it isn't exactly satirical, either. What is it? What are you trying to do with this poem? Do you mean it to be sexy, really?
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