Poems

Halcyon Days

Halcyon Days Halcyon days, now wars are ending. You shall find where-e’er you sail Tritons all the while attending With a kind and gentle gale.

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Prepare, Prepare

Prepare, Prepare Prepare, prepare, new Guests draw near And on the brink of Hell appear. Kindle fresh Flame of Sulphur there. Assemble all ye Fiends, Wait […]

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