Ode to Poe

Upon a sea of languid Hop
I float euphoric conflagration
Ever in my outlaw thought
And miles above my earthly station

The Rose

The Rose that God did choose for us
And in this rose contain-ed was
All of Heaven and Earth to come
Alleluia
Alleluia

Brilliant Rose in Winters Time
Birthed the Whole of All Sublime
There was God in Persons Three
Paresforma
Alleluia

Then sang the Angels to the fold
Gloria in Excelsis Deo
Come and see your Holy Babe
Alleluia
Res miranda

A Rose of Loving Virtue Blessed
Rose that fed our Lord at Breast
Was in the manger where they said
Alleluia
Gaudeamus

Light Garlands Green and Trees of Mirth,
And follow now this joyful birth;
For we are born anew as well
Transeamus
Alleluia