Fair And Guiling Copesmate Death lyrics

`Gaunt and gnarl`d
-- Reflecteth the silver shield this welkin aghast,
-- And with haste translateth to gild`d black post and fast.`
`Anon - anon, say I! - the lid aside,
Crawl without this velvet-clad coffin blest,
The bottom sand of the hourglass is at tide, -- `Sensing this pine is as deep as the deepest chasm,
`Tis and hath e`er been merry blood to pest - -- Hither! - cede and fulfil my phantasm!
To be adust for time longer can I not bide, -- Cherish me and sonorously do me laud -
Hence the heart hale out thro` the chest! -- For dread! - thine eyes will behold a guise faugh`d.`
Misery thee?! - Rather misery me! -
For in Time`s durance am I naught but wee.`
-- `This tender and loving pest I to thee bequeath,
-- Thence switly wilt thou errant to `Neath.`
`And to me should`st thou be the humblemost knave,
Lest fear! - spit I on thy cist and grave! -
Lest leer I at thee and do bewitch,
And the tharms fluttering claw`d and eldritch.`
-- `To conquer thee and thy blood for glore
-- Art thou my afeard and reluctant whore;
-- Irksomely coy, save wili?d by alarum,
-- Bear this torture and maim with decorum.
`If e`er always was I this blissful and blithe
Would I resign to but its wee tithe.`
-- `Purvey my ache and quench my profoundest urge,
-- And to thee will I sing the lull-dull dirge;
-- Deliver thy blood like the rill filleth the ghyll.`
`Burrow to the trothplight with Night and Devil! -
Bid Him to league with me - forsooth, merry to `come `twill.`
-- `Whilom wast thou vestal, yet now flit to thy tryst,
-- Elsewise will I coerce thine consonantry to turn whist;
-- Grasp I the snath and cut off thine breath,
`Death - oh! fair and `guiling copesmate Death, -- So that thou canst in darkness and inferno vester,
Be not a malais`d beggar; claim this bloody jester!` -- For do I solely what He to me liefly saith.`