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Love and Honor



Love and Honor
By DarkOne411 on 02/07/2012
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Full of her long white arms and milky skin,
He had a thousand times remembered sin.
Alone in the press of people traveled he,
Minding her jacinth, myrrh, and ivory.

Mouth he remembered: the quant orifice
From which came heat that flamed upon the kiss,
Till cold words came down spiral from the head.
Gray doves came from the officious tower ill sped.

Body: it was a white field ready for love.
On her body''s field, with the gaunt tower above,
The lilies grew, beseeching him to take,
If he would pluck and wear them, bruise and break.

Eyes talking: Nevermind the cruel words,
Embracing my flowers, but not embrace the Swords.
But what they said, the doves came straightway flying,
And unsaid: Honor, Honor, they came crying.

Importunate her doves. Too pure, too wise,
Clambering on his shoulder, saying, arise,
Leave me now, and never let us meet,
Eternal distance now command thy feet.

Predicament indeed, which thus discovers
Honor among thieves, Honor between lovers.
O such a little word is Honor, they feel!
But the gray word is between them cold as steel.

At length I saw these lovers fully were come,
Into their torture of equilibrium;
Dreadfully had forsworn each other, and yet,
They were bound each to each, and they did not forget.

And rigid as two painful stars, and twirled
About the clustered night, their prison world,
They burned with fierce love always to come near,
But Honor beat them back and kept them clear.

Ah, the strict lovers, they are ruined now!
I cried in anger. But with puddled brow,
Devising for those gibbeted and brave
Came I descanting: Man, What would you have?

For spin your period out, and draw your breath,
A kinder saeculum begins with Death.
Would you ascend to heaven and bodiless dwell?
Or take your bodies honorless to Hell?

In heaven you have heard no marriage is,
No white flesh tender to your lecheries,
Your male and female tissue sweetly shaped,
Sublimed away, and furious blood escaped.

Great lovers lie in Hell, the stubborn ones
Infatuate of the flesh upon the bones;
Stuperate, they rend each other when they kiss,
The pieces kiss again, no end to this.

But still I watched them spinning, orbited nice.
Their flames were not more radiant than their ice.
I dug in the quiet tomb and wrought the tomb
And made these lines to mesmerize their doom:--



EPITAPH
Equilibrilists lie here; Stranger, tread light;
Close, but untouching in each other''s sight;
Moldered the lips and ashy the tall skull.
Let them lie perilous and beautiful

By DarkOne411 On 2/7/2012 12:43:24 PM
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