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[HaroHalola]

He was "the Tonic for soothing Her Soul"
the tether, suspension of duple feathered tassels
She the Crown carnelian to whole

Hearts abode in castled garrets of Castles
Turret en Turret bade
the tether, suspension of duple feathered tassels

Abreast of their dyad aubade
In Rhyme sans reason
Turret en Turret bade

They of all Rhyme, Time, all Season
E'er ere dusk 'til Morn
In Rhyme sans reason

Beyond the milt, peccavi scorn
for thrice a Life, would not repair
E'er ere dusk 'til Morn

In absent house doth play sans flare
He was "the Tonic for soothing Her Soul"
for thrice a Life, would not repair
She the Crown carnelian to whole.

                                                H.e.m.
                                                12.26.MMvii.
                                                Noel Devant