The Downing legends : Stories in Rhyme The witch of Shiloh, the last of the Wampanoags, the gentle earl, the enchanted voyage |
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 | The Downing legends : Stories in Rhyme |  |
XIX
It cometh hard to mortal men
To write a rune from wizard lips,
For weirdly fingers jog the pen
And blunders gambol where it trips;
While, underneath the table-baize,
Demoniac jokers hammer through
A rigmarole of naughty lays
That worthy fairy never knew.
Yet noble Downing (mouth of gold)
Hath handed down the wonder-story
That oftentime his elfling trolled
This hymn to midnight's queen of glory.
To write a rune from wizard lips,
For weirdly fingers jog the pen
And blunders gambol where it trips;
While, underneath the table-baize,
Demoniac jokers hammer through
A rigmarole of naughty lays
That worthy fairy never knew.
Yet noble Downing (mouth of gold)
Hath handed down the wonder-story
That oftentime his elfling trolled
This hymn to midnight's queen of glory.
Hear me, O mighty one,
Victor of Day,
Queen of the starry band,
Regent of Night!
Mount from the dying sun,
Fly from the Faraway,
Come to the Fairyland,
Come in thy might!
Victor of Day,
Queen of the starry band,
Regent of Night!
Mount from the dying sun,
Fly from the Faraway,
Come to the Fairyland,
Come in thy might!
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Give me to reign for thee!
Give me to reign,
Ruling the realm of fays
Far and anigh,
Making all bow the knee,
Kneel with bewildered brain,
Worship with longing gaze,
Worship and die!
Give me to reign,
Ruling the realm of fays
Far and anigh,
Making all bow the knee,
Kneel with bewildered brain,
Worship with longing gaze,
Worship and die!
| The Downing legends : Stories in Rhyme | |