Time is an abyss
Profound as a thousand nights
I sojourn my haste, I make respites
For what availeith this eager pace?
One step more naught to face
Save the heirloom fatal kiss.

I rave no more gainst Time or Fate,
For lo! my own shall ne'er come to me,
Yet! Who doth my future narrate?
Dim the lights, I cannot see!
Bring forth ye Shadow!
With whom danceth thou?

Time hath stoppd
Yet for others ne'er halteth
For me the Pages of Life do not turn,
Lo! on the funeral pyre they burn.
The oh so eathing Velvet Darkness they fear -
Heed! wherefore delve a burrow,
When in my arms "O! Come here"?
I say, elsewhither is naught but sorrow!

For what deemest thou so dear thy blood
When through my veins it could flood?
Bide to merry - make me unaptly
And hence grant me the fell gift,
The gift of passing on the dark trick.
'Tis such a brazen act of erotic
Trifle for thee, yet for me grandly thrift,
O! such an innocence deprived so hastily

Alas, for what deemest thou so dear thy blood
When through my veins it will flood?


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    General Comment"My own shall come to me" is the title of a poem by John Burroughs.
    ale5875on November 01, 2010   Link
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    TranslationAs always, a translation of sorts, more an interpretation I suppose, into more modern English, based on some research into archaic words and turns of phrase. I'm not an expert, I just take an interest :)

    Time is endless
    Profound as a thousand nights
    I slow, I rest for a while
    For what use is this quick pace?
    One less step to take
    To the heirloom fatal kiss. (Could not think of a better way to put it...the kiss is passed on from victim to victim)

    I rebel no more against Time or Fate,
    For my own kind shall never come to me,
    Yet! Who writes my future?
    Dim the lights, I cannot see!
    Come closer, shadow!
    Who are you toying with?

    Time has stoped
    But for others it never ceases
    For me the Pages of Life do not turn,
    Watch as they burn on the funeral pyre.
    They fear the easy velvet darkness -
    Listen to me! Why do you hide,
    When in my arms I say "O! Come here"?
    Nothing but sorrow can be found else where.

    Why do you consider your blood to be so dear
    When it could flood through my veins?
    Endure this to amuse me
    And therefore grant me the deadly gift,
    The gift of being able to give the dark trick.
    It's such a shamelessly erotic act
    It is nothing to you, but everything to me,
    Oh! such an innocence taken so soon

    Why do you consider you blood to be so dear
    When through my veins it will flood?
    draigon January 19, 2011   Link

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