Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, A COURT-MINSTREL, by THEOPHILE JULIUS HENRY MARZIALS


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A COURT-MINSTREL, by                    
First Line: I dreamed I was a virginal
Last Line: Tis time I was a-musicking!
Alternate Author Name(s): Marzials, Theo; Marzials, Theophile Jules Henri
Subject(s): Dreams; Hearts; Love; Minstrels; Nightmares


I dreamed I was a virginal, --
The gilt one of Saint Cecily's;
Her fingers, like sweet cordial,
Went rilling and running along my keys;
And round us, with their thin gold rings
Above their heads, and clear calm eyes
Brimming with strange pure hungerings,
The angels listen'd wondering-wise,
And press'd their white palms 'thwart the strings,
To still their trembling psalteries.
I woke, Parde, with a lute in hand,
(My lady's the court courtesan!)
I'd slept, awaiting her command,
For I'm My Lady's minstrel-man;
And 'tis my task in the arbour-ring,
Or at her chamber door, to wait,
And music light to make and sing,
And hearts with pleasure to inflate
In time to the soft whispering
Her lovers woo her with till late;
To-night she sups my lord the King,
'Tis time I was a-musicking!





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