Andhy Shakespeare Poems

The blowing of wind in the desert
Maketh flying the sand to the air
Flying like an aerobatic plane
The radiance of king of light cometh
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The king of mee raining
Raining that maketh the kyngdom dying
All warriors inside of it crying
Crying “cause their king in raining
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An æðeling hath done th i-long journey
A journey wher he pass'th a helle
A helle þat hath made him in jeopardy
A jeopardy þat shan't be want'd anymore
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A half of palace were still sleeping
The throne of unreal life was lonely
The clock did count time
Sound-tap of the clock waking mee up
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Ooo the face-no-man...
My true human be in the helle
'sit thou want? ? ?
Thou hast made a doomday in it
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The breezy wind this afternoon
Sing a carol for mee
What a lovely carol O the wind
Everything that thou touchst
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In the middle of large plain
There was a stone sitting alone
It would like to speak
It would like to meet an angel
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Thou art well lovely
Thou wilt be always in my true human
Thou art like moonbearn
The moonbearn that giveth bright radiance in the night
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Thy voice as lovely as the strang of the song from heaven
This true human vibrate’th like a ship was shaken by waves when I heard thy voice
The grass danc'd beautifully and the sun smil'd when they heard thy voice
Truly... Thou wert the most lovely angel that would be always etch’d using gold ink into my true human
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O my true human
This's a large desert for thee
Thou canst look
But thou canst not hear
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