King Hamlet
(Gertrude to Hamlet; 3.4.16)
He dwelled a life in rigid black and white:
His days, like soldiers taut for war, obeyed
Commands of canon law. And as the light
Was coaxed away, so did our passion fade.
My maiden love was lost inside thabyss,
He was no more the knightly prince I wed;
A statues stone mine tender lips did kiss,
Eternal vows unseamed by feeble thread.
Contrivd aires to me he always spoke,
Thardour lulled by laboured tongue and rate;
Though ons dead ere drowned in Orcus yolk,
May soon his spirit soar beyond the gates.
My dreary lord, thy death I cannot mourn,
For sorrows all Ive left to keep me warm.
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