The Masquerader And Phoenix
Theatre Of Tragedy
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Hist! The sonorous orchestral ambience And thearabesque-stanc'd ballerina, Her wee feel in an Alacritic maelstrom-twirl, And the dust-hurl With her tears blendeth Egad! This quagmire; Pasteth her unaptly Apt feet to the stage; Like the wither'd rose of the luciferous Eden By the mummer'd masquerader espied vigilly and mockingly, His behesting visage, tho' ruddily mummmer'd 'tis - Embower'd and eddying oft and eft gloam by gloam, Her sweetness ne'er cloy Further! further! further! His scratching and dallying Hollow-heartéd eyes Her breasts and Vestal heart caress, And like the dove And bird of prey Leapeth she Ærily, Whileas the Orchestra Playeth on Travailingly; And like the dove And bird of prey Leapeth she Ærily, Whileas the Orchestra Playeth on Travailingly; And like the dove And bird of prey Leapeth she Ærily, Whileas the Orchestra Playeth on Travailingly; His one and sole swath With the pizzicato'd ensemble blendeth And her umbral foetal scream As the song climaxeth And slowly dieth Away...
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