Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Hippolyta's Stolen Girdle

Attention, Western Civilization, your Midsummer Knight's Dream is over. A robin has returned Hippolyta's girdle and the lady now must pledge service to Artemis. If only this were but some Fuseli knight mare...
If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend:
if you pardon, we will mend:
And, as I am an honest Puck,
If we have unearned luck
Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue,
We will make amends ere long;
Else the Puck a liar call;
So, good night unto you all.
Give me your hands, if we be friends,
And Robin shall restore amends.
--W. Shakespeare

-Alas, it is but no dream. Amazons must once again take up the bow and cleave their left breast. One wonders if they've the spannungsbogen necessary for completing the task. Kronos once more holds dominion over man. Olympian Zeus is again with Amalthea below Mt. Ida. May the Korybantes below guard and protect Zeus better than pictured Knight's above did guard Hippolyta's girdle. But methinks they cannot. A nightingale aims to soon lull them back to sleep. And if his song does not the trick, their continual rocking back & forth motion soon will, for even the Fisher King knows that the spear of destiny rightfully belongs to man. ;)

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