The ballad of Emily Snow

Taking a left
through Kippers Field,
a bird of fortune
upon she stealed.

'Tarry with me'
she bid her friend,
who did just that
on a branch with no end.

'I travel to Lorton Hall,'
Emily did say,
keen to share
her happy way.

'There my lord
he waits for me,
his home, his heart,
my ecstasy.'

At this the bird shuffled
shaking his head,
the truth must be spoken,
the light must be said.

'What dear bird
you must tell all,
for fortune I seek
at Lorton Hall.'

And so the bird
began his tale,
the air standing still
lest he fail.

And boldly he spoke
of other maidens fair and true,
who afore had trod
where Emily now flew.

The Master far
from gentleman,
had gathered ladies
on untruth wan

And Emily had
but minutes left
fore Lorton's net
would twist and get.

The bird his tale
told full and true,
now flew away
his message through

And our lady stood
and tarried there,
her heart at Lorton
but her head nowhere.

Yet a'for she turned
to run and live,
the Master came
on horse so big.

Radiance
t'was what she saw
and her head was lost,
her heart for sure.

And happy went
our fair princesses,
to the arms outstretched
in a lovers mess.

That moment be
the one to treasure,
for all was lost,
in life's sorry measure.