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geofflambert -> RE: The Gorn Supremacy; stock AW1Steve v. geofflambert (3/6/2017 6:52:24 PM)
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Anyways, I thought of many ways to theme my AAR, put them in a bag and shook them up and you will begin to see what came out here. As time goes on this will sometimes be a musical but for today just a poem.
This poem is from a kinsman of mine, a gorn by the name of Agornmemnon. He is plaintive about the kidnap of his wife and has asked all his kinsmen to embark a thousand ships to rescue her and I must comply.
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom on the Moon,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of O'Gorna Doone.
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
She was a child and I was a child,
on this kingdom of the Moon,
But we loved with a love that was more than love,
Me and my O'Gorna Doone.
With a love that the winged Seraphs of Heaven
Coveted of her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom on the Moon,
A ship flew out of a cloud by night,
Stealing my O'Gorna Doone.
So why these loathsome humans came
And bore her away from me;
To shut her up in a dread dungeon
In their kingdom by the sea.
The devils, not half so happy in Hades
Went envying her and me;
Yes! That was the reason (as all men know,
in their kingdom beneath the Moon),
That the ships came out of the clouds, stealing
And feeling my O'Gorna Doone.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we --
Of many far wiser than we--
And neither the devils in Hades below
Nor the daemons found haunting the Moon
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
of the beautiful O'Gorna Doone!
For the Moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful O'Gorna Doone
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
Of the beautiful O'Gorna Doone.
And so come the nighttide the Gorn Empire will rise
For my snarling, so darling, my wife and my bride
From her dread dungeon there by the sea --
From her room by the side of the sea.
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