Saturday, 13 October 2012

Caliban ycrypt in Miranda eyes

Too Beautiful child, you yet are wise
To turn a negligent ear to my replies
Nor with Worldy Wit to Catechize
A Caliban ycrypt in Miranda eyes

& so, tho' partaking of a common repast
I into outer darkness yet am cast
The lad you look at, looking only at me
So all, in him, my secret see.

That Love be humbled, yet is Pride
& to Caliban, betrothed, the Church as bride
 Beauty, Child, is this unshriven hide
It seeks The Word it can't abide

Prince! Milan had a Mage 'fore Prospero
Tho' Magic be all it now can know.

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