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Alas (The Knight)

アーティスト:Emilie Autumn  アルバム:Your Sugar Sits Untouched 

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Alas My love If I could make you live And from the page Step forth and sit beside me Or better still Bestride the steed I gave you Wrapped close within the cloak I lent to hide thee Perhaps I'd venture forth to ask thy name Since while thou liest underneath my pen That honour given Which the poorest claim Unjustly was withheld But if again I held thee captive As I did ere now Stalling to pass my fingers through the last Of midnight tendrils Or peruse thy brow In fear of sending off what heaven cast Too early For my insufficient mind To grasp the fullest detail And retain The presence That your image left behind That thou in all thy glory should remain I fear my oversight I would not mend For now upon reflection I confess That secretly I never did intend With title long Or surname rich To bless But rather Let in my imagination Run wild the thoughts of Who perhaps you were Before your soul Demanded your creation And deigned my mind And willing heart to stir For such a noble And impassioned face Could well be but Newborn unto this sphere But sure among a distant Beauteous race Thou hast known more than all who dwelleth here And could tell much of places thou hast seen And battles fought For honours won and lost And how each service Done a faerie Queen Becomes A brighter jewel than it cost The ladies of your world You may impart Desire to be neither Over-graced Nor underrepresented in the art Of living Where their lips were meant to taste A sort of feline stealth They wear about them And while a flame of innocence they hold In forests dark You fear to be without them For knights of maler kinds are ne'er so bold Yes, in thy orb a maid may be a knight (Thou knew'st a friend would make upon this news) Without a whisper loud Or censure slight For lords are not afeared Their stock to lose Where no stock may be taken Or be kept No property be granted Nor no bride No maiden May be stolen while she slept Nor robbed of her freedom To decide What suits her best No county's law is needed To cut the weed of violence from the stem No danger for the law to go unheeded For acts as these Do not occur to them The gentlemen you raise Are rarer still For in their eyes, as in the depths of thine Such soft And thrilling mysteries fulfill The darkest corners of their heart's design Their arrows Much like those I gave to thee Could not but graze the flank of yonder cow Without making him laugh 'Tis much to see Them tickling their prey I know not How They ever do Encapture what they eat Save that perhaps Their bright unfettered brains Have learned that What grows underneath their feet And in the trees above Better sustains A life Intent on living well tomorrow But how I ask thee Most endearing fiend Do lords and ladies love Where is no Sorrow No strife to overcome No soul uncleaned Of crushing ardor Long worn out its stay Betrothal to a mortal less divine Than that who stole thy blushing breath away No hot Forbidden kisses for to pine No heart affixed to age Where heart is young No ill intentioned suitors to evade? "Still madam! Would'st thou kindly hold thy tongue" Thou sayest "Your mistake has rash been made In living long In combat with your kind Thou see'st no other obstacle but these Thy hands are careworn Yet to find The hands that first should hold them Yet to please the hierarchy Which you serve unwitting Thou dost believe that love in fighting grows That happiness


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