Devotion
Her beauty must success less prove
For this heart is stronger charms
Feeble, feeble arms and hurtless dart
She will not in war prevail
Alas what hopes to wound a heart
She will not live to tell the tale
She will not live to tell the tale
Nothing, nothing!
The Eros Of Frigid Beauty
Frozen beauty lies blind in ice, no eyes to
see
What's always been and always it shall be |