Thy couch - theurgy, panoply - art.
Tell, prophecy's curse or merit?
Or prophesier's metamorphosis int' archer?
In names of whose mourns thou hear.
Isn't th' acut'st renegade - fled hero?
Isn't th' glori'st coming - human's acted?
It's overivyed chaos amidst sorrow of disallowed soul
And on field acred hero's victory sacred.
