Herald for Diana

Moon moves in mortal mind

Panic binds eclipse unkind

over misused hollow, part clear, part blind

Reprise merely means the same again


Una mas, la même chose

Futile request, curtain close

over ashes, from which arose no mythical bird


Violin is only true when played alone

Dethroned crone; no court, no clone

No harvest unless seed is sown


Break away from work futile

Tribe pulls stone a hundred miles

Cold white flesh torn with guile

Be still a while


because of Comus: First Utterance

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