Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Song

Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff,
Let me see your face, let me hear your voice;
For your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.

Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

...this entire poem is incredibly, incendiarily awesome

1 Comments:

Blogger Sarah-Aubrey said...

I had to look it up. Touche.
"incendiary":
ORIGIN late Middle English: from Latin incendere - ‘set fire to.’

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