The Sempiternal Binge
Salutations to the day of friendship’s delight To the pupils that have seen the light. Greeting the heart of the righteous, bright, To the candle of the sanctuary of the right. From among my friends, I see none remain Bring wine for my heart, bleeding, contrite. From the abode of the Magi don’t turn away There, you will find the key to your plight. Bride of the World, in goodness, extreme Has taken infidelity to extreme height. If my tired heart has no more resolve, From heavy hearted will seek... Sign in to see full entry.