Damascian Verse

Our hero did below the ground
Encounter his amazéd belle.
And yet, to him it soon was found
That she did not return his love as well.

But still our hero did persist
His suit to her -- this scorning dame.
Oh he did woo and did insist
That she -- to him do give of love -- the same.

Oh how his words did batter at her heart,
Affection that 'til now she'd never known.
And so, each moment that they were apart,
He absence did leave her alone.

But do not worry, reader fair,
Our hero did the damsel find
Before she was lost to despair,
And she to him returnéd love in kind.

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Imagine ye a brackish world
A place of dark. Where beauty hide
In smell and sound. And not unfurls
A rosy dawn upon this endless night.

Oh if Dark Forest had a gate
For beast to see upon the land
It would be here. I beg, you Fates:
Do not abandon me beneath the sand.

And yet, without a pause of breath
I would myself give up, if for
My belle. For her I'd face my death
To keep her safe from Fates' eternal door.