APrince Rupert Awakes
Farewell the temple masters bells
His kiosk and his black worm seed
Courtship solely of his word
With Eden guaranteed.
For now Prince Ruperts tears of glass
Make saffron sabbath eyelids bleed
Scar the sacred tablet of wax
On which the Lizards feed.
Wake your reasons hollow vote
Wear your blizzard season coat
Stake a Lizard by the throat.
Go Polonius or kneel
The reapers name their harvest dawn
All your tarnished devils spoons
Will rust beneath our corn.
Now bears Prince Ruperts garden roam
Across his rain tree shaded lawn
Lizard bones become the clay-
And there a Swan is born
Wake your reasons hollow vote
Wear your blizzard season coat
Stake a Lizard by the throat.
Gone soon Piepowders moss-weed court
Round which upholstered Lizards sold
Visions to their leaden flock
Of rainbows ends and gold.
Now tales Prince Ruperts peacock brings
Of walls and trumpets thousand fold
Prophets chained for burning masks
And reels of dreams unrolled . . .