All was still
(When) I broke the seal
In dwindling winter morning shades
I knew a ransom must be paid out
Apostasy, a curse on me?
The weaker vessel secure under (the) grace of God
Matrimonial locks, skeleton key
She (would) pursue my gaze on her
A dance within a masquerade
The servants ransom culled and laid out
From hereditary cornucopia
This dire desire for wealth
The lure of a prosperous well
(I would vow)
The disfigured child won’t die young
The hearts of us all she has won
But you must leave here
Silent curtsy, tearful bliss
God bless you
Carnal shame, a secret treaty
The lovers bond
