~~~~~O Deceiving Man~~~~~
~O that the four corners of the globe and the heart's true song were each cloaked in the robes of youth,
~And dripping sweetly from thy tongue, O deceiving man, words of truth,
~Then soft as the morning dew might my heart be before you,
~And forever would we dance, and forever it is true, my heart would I move to forever be with you.
~Time beats its melody on the drums of change, grasping all in a perpetual song of melancholy,
~Then the bird's song doth cease, the grass be no longer green,
~So Princess Philomel is silenced to hide what she has seen,
~And from sea to shining sea are heard anguished cries of "Woe is me".
~The rose doth lose its lively sheen, and what of the beautiful fields of green?
~Come bitter winter, O cold death, to start anew, what once was green; embrace your deathly hue,
~Thy tongue, O deceiving man, is sweet, but thy heart be weak,
~Bright and lovely shines spring, but autumn, O terribly bleak.
~Your words, your gaze, your heavenly smile,
~Your touch, your smell, your going the extra mile,
~All too quickly these do turn,
~In the moment's darkness seem pure; in the light doth burn.
~Your broad shoulders and hair of gold,
~Your classic smile and mysteries untold,
~None of these will move to melt my stonily heart,
~Much rather I would for eternity be lonely and unknown.
~If only eternal this frailty called youth, and forever beating these wings of love in endless flight,
~O that merriment and delight had each no end in sight, and age? What a useless plight,
~Then inviting as the morning light might my heart be before you,
~And forever we would dance, and forever it is true, my would I move to forever be with you, O deceiving man.