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Craters Edge ch.13.28

Jason Moon

on Jan. 12, 2021

MY DEMON

In those days when new to me were
Of existence all impressions :–
The maiden's glances, the forests whisper
The song of nightingale at night
When the sentiments elevated
Of freedom, glory and love
And of art the inspiration
Stirred deeply so my blood :–
My hopeful hours and joyful
With melancholy sudden dark'ning
A certain evil spirit then
Began in secret me to visit
Grievous were our meetings
Her smile, and her wonderful glance
Her speeches, these so stinging
Cold poison poured into my soul
Providence with slander
Inexhaustible she tempted
Of beauty as a dream she spoke
And inspiration she despised