Brion and Anna
Royal Odes

Vilanelle: Resound My Voice

Resound my voice through field and wood and skies
And hearken, for to thee I this confide:
Over the East, the Sun shall ever rise.

A valiant warrior-King does here preside
Upon the Eastron Throne with his sweet bride.
Resound my voice through field and wood and skies!

His noble Queen commands with wisdom wise,
Her shining splendour cannot be denied.
Over the East, the Sun shall ever rise.

"Our enemies will quake", the Herald cries
In words wherefrom the Oracle has scried,
Resound my voice through field and wood and skies.

'Tis in this soil my inspiration lies,
Where my heart's rev'rence always shall reside.
Over the East, the Sun shall ever rise.

Now must I Westward go, and make remise.
No matter where I rest, there shall with pride
Resound my voice through field and wood and skies:
"Over the East, the Sun shall ever rise."

© Lady Chiara da Montepulciano (MKA Elyse Tera)


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