Due Care Towards Dismay'D Vain Poem by Lee Janes

Due care towards dismay'd vain,
Flattering smile of mine fake in disguise,
Humbled pledges gather love again,
Take leave, fly, depart happy my prize.

Song of Calliope soothe lo hearts disdain
O muse! O muse! ‘scribe my pain.

Guide my hand, produce scented rhyme for thee
I enquire divine, create a note for me.

Form sounds, ruffle the air, breathe my voice
Aurora's mysterious brown eyes condemn this choice.

This pain of joy, weaved deep, within an enchanting fairy,
Concocted potion, drunk from the lips, of my dove heavenly.