Thou wert fair in the fearless old fashion,
And thy limbs are as melodies yet,
And move to the music of passion
With lithe and lascivious regret.
What ailed us, O gods, to desert you
For creeds that refuse and restrain?
Come down and redeem us from virtue,
Our Lady of Pain.
-- excerpt from Dolores (Notre-Dame des Sept Douleurs), by Algernon Charles Swinburne
28 November 2009
Lady of Pain
Thou wert fair in the fearless old fashion,
And thy limbs are as melodies yet,
And move to the music of passion
With lithe and lascivious regret.
What ailed us, O gods, to desert you
For creeds that refuse and restrain?
Come down and redeem us from virtue,
Our Lady of Pain.
-- excerpt from Dolores (Notre-Dame des Sept Douleurs), by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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2 comments:
zakon!
sad sam se sjetio planescape tormenta, mogao bi to opet odigrati :D
Ah! Finally, a cutter who is not clueless! ;)
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