Nevermore!

10 July, 2009 21:37:00

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In loving, mourning. And so must it be. Happiness once walked side by side with me.

Come, my poor heart, come, old friend true and tried,

Repaint your triumph's arches, raised anew;

Smoke tinsel altars with stale incense; strew

Flowers before the chasm, gaping wide;

Come, my poor heart, come, old friend true and tried.

Cantor revivified, sing God your hymn;

Hoarse organ-pipes, intone Te Deums proud;

Make up your aging face, youth wrinkle-browed;

Bedeck yourself in gold, wall yellow-dim;

Cantor revivified, sing God your hymn.

Ring, bells; peal, chimes; peal, ring, bells large and small!

My hopeless dream takes shape:

for Happiness.

Here, now--lies clutched, embraced in my caress;

Winged Voyager, who shuns Man's every call;

Ring, bells; peal, chimes; peal, ring, bells large and small!

Happiness once walked side by side with me;

But DOOM knows no reprieve, there's no mistaking:

The worm is in the fruit; in dreaming, waking;

In loving, mourning. And so must it be.

Happiness once walked side by side with me.

(Paul Verlaine)

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