Angélique
Thou dawdl'd not bringing me fro Æther to Nether,Still, duringly cling I on to this heather -Dew-scentéd blossom; thou wast pristine,The sweven of thee ne'er will I cede, my colleen.Drat this creature of memories ill,Foolhardy and fey I may be, yet him I shall quell.
'Vaunt! - Devil tyne -Wadst thou wane fore'ermae;Daunt - sinsyne thence,Ta'en as a dint, Angélique?
Perforce and grinningly shall I maim in the vie -Alas dastard! - hanging by the noose die.
'Vaunt! - Devil tyne -Wadst thou wane fore'ermae;Daunt - sinsyne thence,Ta'en as a dint, Angélique?
'Come not wont to this uncouth Devil!,Lest to a Devil thou wilt translate...my Angel.
'Vaunt! - Devil tyne -Wadst thou wane fore'ermae;Daunt - sinsyne thence,Ta'en as a dint, Angélique?