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Warleigh Weir

from Faire Ones by Rion Sanura

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I care not for the pretty joys
Of busy Bath, its ancient noise
Or crescents grand and wide.
But for those Theatre Royal there employs
I loved that city more
Than ever children loved their dearest toys.

I lived a year in one fine day
And learned a lifetime from one play
With laughter, tears and sighs
And one fine player heard what I would say
With warm and gentle grace,
Before the evening sent us all away.

Oh, delight of a perfect day!

I could not leave the day behind
Nor put it from my happy mind
And so I spent another
At the same performance, there to find

Again I came under the spell
Of potent words said truly well
And once more sought to speak
With one whose skill onstage no man can tell,
Who smiled with lively kindness
And then crowned the day none could excel.

He told me of a winding way
Between the cows who champed their hay
And down the valley floor
Where River Avon fell in winsome spray
And where the people went
The waters there to wade in, swim and play

Oh, delight of a perfect day!

And so I took his cousel wise
And took my leave with teary eyes
And set forth for to find
The cool and shaded weir, the final prize
Of this day wound with wonders
All was clear as I beheld the rise

Through thistles I did gladly stray
And nettles prickled through the clay
I hardly paid them heed
As they were soon behind me on my way
And all was brightest bliss
The words and water I cannot repay.

Oh, delight of a perfect day!

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from Faire Ones, released May 1, 2020

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