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Legacy of the Bard + |
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'O for a muse of fire!
' The Bard of pen and mind He dreamed of the muse I have Flaming hair and flaming heart Rosebud lips so full and rich Whose kiss is soft as silk You are my miracle-worker You give my humble gift life My verses, once still-born thoughts From the womb of my mind, Now breathe with the magic Given to them by you My feeble conjunctions of words Is mere shadow to the light you give to them The Bard may have wooed you with better Thou art my love, my one, my only The Bard hath passed his legacy To woo the truest beauty + In case, some one reads this and can't figure out who "The Bard" is:: William Shakespeare was, is, and will always be "The Bard". Oh, and the "O! for a muse of fire" is from Henry V. |
© Bridget O'Bannon 2005