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Mornful, Mornful

castleboundbook on Apr 3, 2011
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This is a poem I wrote recently about the conditions of the world.

Mournful,

              Mournful,

Tolleth the bell,

          What doeth its knell report,

Death marcheth near,

           ’Tis a sure sign,

But is it yours or mine?

           Da’st we ask,

Lest we find,

           ’Tis liberty,

That hath passed,

            And tyranny be in advent,

Mournful,

              Mournful,

The tolling of the bell,

              Ringing out a death knell.

© 2011 Vic Jones

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  • sheilanewton on Dec 12, 2011

    Grand stuff. The stuff of kings, castlebound.
    I LOVED the Shakespearean slant – i.e. the bell TOLLETH. So innovative. And it works wonderfully well.

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