TO THE ELIXIR OF JOY
TO THE ELIXIR OF JOY O come sweet lute to lead my heart to mount the stair of haze and trance so I may stroll in glades with elves and tend my ear to fond tales past. O age long faun I crave your peace the path you tread with lords of grace who line green aisles to part the veil that hides their... Sign in to see full entry.