My tribute to her passing... no one had her in the Death Pool 3?
<H2>Leona</H2>
Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
Let the bell toll!- an unholy soul floats on the Stygian river;
And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear? - weep now or nevermore!
See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy bitch, Leona!
Come! let the burial rite be read- the funeral song be sung!-
An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so old-
A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so old.
"Wretches! ye loved her for her wealth and hated her for her pride,
And when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her- that she died!
How shall the ritual, then, be read?- the requiem how be sung
By you- by yours, the evil eye,- by yours, the slanderous tongue
That did to death the innocence that died, and died so old?"
Peccavimus; but rave not thus! and let a Sabbath song
Go down to Hell so solemnly the dead may feel no wrong.
The sweet Leona hath "gone before," with Hope, that flew beside,
Leaving thee wild for the dear old bitch that should have been thy bride.
For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies,
The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes
The life still there, upon her hair- the death upon her eyes.
"Avaunt! avaunt! from fiends below, the indignant ghost is riven-
From Hell unto a high estate far below within the heart of Hades-
From grief and groan, to a golden toilet, beside the King of Hell!
Let no bell toll, then,- lest her soul, amid its hallowed mirth,
Should catch the note as it doth float down to the damned Hell!
And I!- to-night my heart is light!- no dirge will I upraise,
But waft the Archangel on his flight with a Paean of old days!"
(Based on Edgar Allen Poe's poem: [i]Lenore[/i])
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 1:01 am