Pardon Goddess

Pardon, goddess of the night,
at the beginning of his work,
Men were deceivers ever,
One foot in sea and one on shore,
Those that slew thy virgin knight
When there were no depths
when there were no springs.
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leafy.
For her which, with songs of woe,
Round about her tomb they go
so that the waters might not transgress
his command. Midnight, assist our moan;
Help us to sigh and groan,
Converting all your sounds of woe.
To you, O men, I call,
Does not wisdom call?
dwell with prudence, find knowledge,
discretion. Pride and arrogance:
the way of evil.

~ by hankimler on October 16, 2014.

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