The Fairest MaidenA Poem by themaidenlenoreAs a time of evil arises and doom Come seek to the heir, and watch out for the loom A girl is born, and we are saved Or perhaps it is that we have been graved The evil stands high Will she save us or die? Only the brave with strength in their heart, May escape the Excessum's poisonous dart Now one has come Here starts the sound of the drums When they stop like the darkness Will she flounder, will she fall? We call her name And here shall come the dame The maiden shall bring back hope and restore peace Her eyes as sharp and fierce We call her name Evermore Lenore Lenore It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore © 2010 themaidenlenore |
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Added on January 1, 2010 Last Updated on January 1, 2010 AuthorthemaidenlenoreBangor, MEAboutHi, I love writing. I am currently writing a story about a girl who was kidnapped when she was six but she can't remember anything about it and she still thinks she's six when she's really 15, about t.. more..Writing
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