Behold a jocund morn indeed!
Sun on high, birds in sky
Yonder the whist firth eathing
Fro where a gale erranteth

Ye beholdest but the shadow
That is a lie!
Mayhap a t__he of trothplight
Lief I am not!
I deem, e'er and anon!
My words are but a twist
Tis a feigned lie through loathing
I say!
To and fro, save hither
Is thy love
A dotard gaffer, I daresay...
Not a loth!
But vying for my kinsmen!
...a sapling not!

Beautiful tyrant!
Fiend angelical!
Dove-feathered raven!
Wolvish-ravening lamb!
A hamlet for a slothful vassal
Soothing ale for a parched sot
Hie to tell me
What ye judgest as naught
I behold the shadow!
Wherefore call me such names
Nay imp am I!
Thou art my aghast hart
Grazing in the glade

E'er thou sayest aye!
That is a lie!
Thief of a plot!
Lief I am not!
Now go to thy tryst!
My words are but a twist!
Go, leave, totter!
Fare well! with joy I came
Until ye dwindlest
With rue I leave
A morsel, nay more
Even the orb cannot
For thy journey
Help me melt the ice?!
Hither and thither!

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