Alas, my love, if I make you live And from the page forth and sit beside me Or better still, bestride the steed I you Wrapped close within the I lent to hide thee I'd venture forth to ask thy name Since thou liest underneath my pen That given which the poorest claim was withheld. But if again I thee captive as I did ere now Stalling to pass my fingers the last Of midnight tendrils, or peruse thy In fear of sending off heaven cast Too for my insufficient mind To grasp the fullest detail and The presence your image left behind That thou in all thy glory remain I fear my I would not mend For now upon I confess That secretly I never did title long or surname rich to bless But rather let in my Run wild the thoughts of who you were Before your soul demanded creation And deigned my and willing heart to stir For a noble and impassioned face Could well be but unto this sphere But among a distant beauteous race Thou hast known more than all who dwelleth And could tell much of places thou hast And battles fought for won and lost And how each service done a faerie Becomes a brighter jewel it cost The of your world, you may impart Desire to be over-graced Nor in the art Of living, their lips were meant to taste A sort of feline stealth they wear them And while a flame of innocence hold In forests dark you fear to be without For of maler kinds are ne'er so bold Yes, in thy orb a maid may be a (Thou knew'st a friend make upon this news) a whisper loud or censure slight For are not afeared their stock to lose no stock may be taken or be kept No be granted, nor no bride No maiden may be stolen while she Nor of her freedom to decide What her best. No county's law is needed To cut the weed of violence from the No for the law to go unheeded For acts as these do not to them The gentlemen you are rarer still For in their eyes, as in the depths of Such soft and mysteries fulfill The darkest corners of their design Their arrows, much like those I gave to Could not but graze the flank of cow making him laugh. 'Tis much to see Them tickling their prey. I not how They ever do what they eat Save that their bright unfettered brains Have learned that what underneath their feet And in the above better sustains A life on living well tomorrow But how, I ask thee, most endearing Do lords and ladies love is no sorrow No strife to overcome, no uncleaned Of crushing ardor long out its stay, Betrothal to a mortal divine Than that who stole thy breath away No hot forbidden kisses for to No heart to age where heart is young No ill intentioned to evade? "Still madam! thou kindly hold thy tongue!" Thou sayest. "Your mistake has rash made In living long in combat with your Thou see'st no obstacle but these Thy hands are that have yet to find The hands that should hold them. Yet to please The which you serve unwitting Thou dost believe that love in fighting That in love is not befitting But in thy sadness thou mak'st of woes For even were there a cloudy day No tempest to divide what love had The galley the moon holds in her sway Could not but stir the peace it finally The wound is than the sea about thee The upon my doublet you have drawn May my homeward path, but how, without me Wilt thou escape the fate tremblest on?" And in way and more my paper spoke O, fierce, savage, beauty bright Thou who I've breath my soul has broke You had but not the right Could I but see the that dare not breathe They are so beautiful and pressing Could I but the wings that underneath Are made so soft thy heart forgets to Perhaps I have more for which to strive You to my domain and brought despair For I be the chastest heart alive The you speak of will not take me there Have you no pity? Can'st not perceive That I, a blinded beast, had but the To see I would love? Dost thou believe ere you came I was but vain disguise? I know the murmur of reveals The things no human heart comprehend I render'st thou for all that torment And longed to be thy lordship's friend Yea, as a mushroom did I wait I willed to my form to overtake I shivered at each passing gait And so I slept to awake Alas, my love, wilt thou kiss me The lingering will aid thee on thy travels I'll craft but one thing more, a to fly Before to tell me how thy unravels I say, thou art and free to go What holds thee here save one who no longer? For I have given thee the life you The weaker I become, art the stronger And in your antique your clear intent Was once thou art gone I should dismay thee, "Your thought mistook me, for I meant To thee not but offerest to stay. For true, I did in my own realm of that pure love of which I told thee But be my guide and me at the helm And I shall, in the you wrought, enfold thee And journey to the of all the earth For thou proved more generous and wise Than all we faeries, moons and stars are For live we not but living in eyes." Dear knight, if thou would'st be mine own And leave thy dragons for a thou may'st Find in these arms within which thou grown A reason than the which thou say'st But with your you pointeth; swear I so And not plain to me, though I did draw it Which way thou intend for us to go in the mind it is of she who saw it Yet still perhaps I made thee to What one would do if one asked to choose 'Tween back and forwards. Be thee friend or you were to be my favorite muse Thou thy armor; fight but when you must Thou see'st the blade of below thy knee Use against all whom you mistrust But thou ride'st my way, aim one at me Your world is as ere it was before Your time my busy hand well spent I've made a thing I love; I ask no And never shall the heart I lent Me in my world and thyself in Two petals on the same and silent And evermore welcome thee in mine Your dear was my finest hour