O RES MIRABILIS (O MARVELLOUS THING)
O RES MIRABILIS (O MARVELLOUS THING) O guide, wing swift to swathe my seed in the blue robe that glints with stars so thorn and nail will bore no bed for vipers to squirt the toxin of rot. From your high realm let sail a kiss if black art roars and rends my eyes. O sweet maid gird your slave with... Sign in to see full entry.