My dearest Lady HonourWith the wreaths of laurel in your hairShow me the cards that you hold so close to your chestTell me your secrets so that I may know you all the betterLet me show you how, where other men have failed and fallen by the waysideMy deare...
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Asleep I stray to crystalline woodlands Down moonlit paths bestrewn with jeweled sands In search of the Lady who wears the crown My precious Princess to whom I bow down. Her palace is made of sapphire and jadeTo Her your life has been lovingly made She ca...