Seduction of a Forest Nymph

Perfidious beeth the charm of death

When fools beguiled fall to a faerie's breath.

If armor of a man beeth destroyed,

With certainty, the lust shall overtake

The eye to lustful nymphs who've planned and ployed

To batter thee with a temptation's quake,

Erroneous in heart with err enjoyed.

"Be merry; dance, dance, dance with fueling fire!

Forget thy troubles: be they burn'd and toss'd

Beyond hindsight, beyond leaves' green attire,

And bury all in smiles that gleam star-cross'd,

As endless dance wears on thee, and ne'er expire."

Eternity befeasts to being ageless

That leaves, with vility, victims pageless.