Night of the Cane 2015 Review: Supplemental
A Discourse on Astronomie from the Secret Treaties of Master Perlman
Iron tongue tolls twelve, Hecat's tears spalsh Upon thy face from ambuscade As vitriol lards a bedlam's cheek ... Five wits are like to take their wing
As slighter fowl ride each zephyr Sequins a' taurine time Thus the concretion of the shore Caroche is far off down the line
Ho Susannah, shall we promenade Hard by where sand is met by sea? Your nuptial hour draws on apace Thou'dst learn arts barometrical
Faith, it is at no time uttered I'the Carolingian chart Aback that oft-regarded dial At the tavern of Zephyras
Wot ho! Wot ho!
Each breeze at Zephyras' house Both posterns sure and mullions railed This hatch for thee is ajar Its fellow spitten image of't
Wot ho! Wot ho!
Construction on Gehenna's wrath It is the kin of Dromio Regina's flow, unending shine A brilliancy that brings no balm
Iron tongue tolls twelve, Hecat's tears spalsh Upon thee from ambuscade Nurse Caroline and Susannah Are discovered at Zephyras house
For this is disaster's union The hurricanoe's sire This is the very forlorn spot With Chronos meet, and I'll chance by
Wot ho! Wot ho!
For I'm Desdemona, ever actine These gravediggers hard by A spectacle define O'erlook thee not poor Crab, tho' he be unsuppressed Astronomie! Aubade!