Does Lorick #130 bedevil you? Read it... and weep!
A late bloomer who ran from the heat
returned when his god thought it meet.
This adopted newborn
fought a sorcerous war;
a savior -- his end? Bittersweet.
Hint:
the arc of this man is full of commands
Lorick #130, to confound and confusticate!
A late bloomer who ran from the heat
returned when his god thought it meet.
This adopted newborn
fought a sorcerous war;
a savior -- his end? Bittersweet.
Yorick's weekend thoughts and the solution to Lorick #129:
two boys, both beat from one drum
contrariwise... their beats differ by crumbs!
they dance and they rattle -
engendering battle -
and profess a red king solipsis-um!
Does Lorick #129 bedevil you? Read it... and weep!
two boys, both beat from one drum
contrariwise... their beats differ by crumbs!
they dance and they rattle -
engendering battle -
and profess a red king solipsis-idum!
Hint:
from nurs'ry to carroll they rhyme
Lorick #128:
two boys, both beat from one drum
contrariwise... their beats differ by crumbs!
they dance and they rattle -
engendering battle -
and profess a red king solipsis-idum!
But first, we solve #129 - here it is one last time:
the sixth of the eighth seemed insane...
his memories lost, split in twain
by a sudden exchange
wealth both gained and estranged
lessons learned, both returned -- one to reign!
Does Lorick #128 bedevil you? Read it... and weep!
the sixth of the eighth seemed insane...
his memories lost, split in twain
by a sudden exchange
wealth both gained and estranged
lessons learned, both returned -- one to reign!
Hint:
Lorick #127:
the sixth of the eighth seemed insane...
his memories lost, split in twain
by a sudden exchange
wealth both gained and estranged
lessons learned, both returned -- one to reign!
But first, we solve #128 - here it is one last time:
the mask hides a mystr'y - its bearer
an inmate long held.. for what error?
when kings get their way
by lettres de cachet
caprice breeds its *own* kind of terror...
Does Lorick #127 bedevil you? Read it... and weep!
the mask hides a mystr'y - its bearer
an inmate long held.. for what error?
when kings get their way
by lettres de cachet
caprice breeds its *own* kind of terror...
Hint:
thirty-four years in a cage in a cage and then died... of old age?
Lorick #127, to confound and confusticate!
the mask hides a mystr'y - its bearer
an inmate long held.. for what error?
when kings get their way
by lettres de cachet
caprice breeds its *own* kind of terror...
Yorick's weekend thoughts and the solution to Lorick #126:
the first time i tried it i knew
with the air all around me time flew
i'm a bucker of trends
...since I hung with the men
where I died? no one knows... in the blue...
Does Lorick #126 bedevil you? Read it... and weep!
the first time i tried it i knew
with the air all around me time flew
i'm a bucker of trends
...since I hung with the men
where I died? no one knows... in the blue...
Hint:
I've been missing a while... check the sea... near an isle...
Lorick #125:
the first time i tried it i knew
with the air all around me time flew
i'm a bucker of trends
...since I hung with the men
where I died? no one knows... in the blue...
But first, we solve #126 - here it is one last time:
the son of the morning, perhaps
at first not the worst - 'til he snaps
not quite best of the best
by which, later, distressed
once good, and then bad... then: collapse
Does Lorick #125 bedevil you? Read it... and weep!
the son of the morning, perhaps
at first not the worst - 'til he snaps
not quite best of the best
by which, later, distressed
once good, and then bad... then: collapse
Hint:
he has had many names... different aspects in fame...
Lorick #124:
the son of the morning, perhaps
at first not the worst - 'til he snaps
not quite best of the best
by which, later, distressed
once good, and then bad... then: collapse
But first, we solve #125 - here it is one last time:
I'm a woman of militant vision
For my people and king, have ambition
I'm a heretic martyr
I'm a saint with a garter
I'm not needed, once completed, my mission...
Does Lorick #124 bedevil you? Read it... and weep!
I'm a woman of militant vision
For my people and king, my ambition
I'm a heretic martyr
I'm a saint with a garter
I'm not needed, once completed, my mission...
Hint:
I heard a great voice, and Charles was its choice
Lorick #124, to confound and confusticate!
I'm a woman of militant vision
For my people and king, my ambition
I'm a heretic martyr
I'm a saint with a garter
I'm not needed, once completed, my mission...
Yorick's weekend thoughts and the solution to Lorick #123:
A place of dreams, whose tales entrance
A time of quests and pure romance;
Whose bright flame of chivalry
fell to shame, and adultery
This paradise lost; whose memory lasts.
Does Lorick #123 bedevil you? Read it... and weep!
A place of dreams, whose tales entrance
A time of quests and pure romance;
Whose bright flame of chivalry
fell to shame, and adultery
This paradise lost; whose memory lasts.
Hint:
Even as we sit all round, a seat of peril drags us down
Lorick #122:
A place of dreams, whose tales entrance
A time of quests and pure romance;
Whose bright flame of chivalry
fell to shame, and adultery
This paradise lost; whose memory lasts.
But first, we solve #123 - here it is one last time:
For pilgrims we guarded the way,
'til a covetous king made us prey.
Heinous charges - contrived,
brought us down. Few survived.
Underground we still thrive, truthers say.
Does Lorick #122 bedevil you? Read it... and weep!
For pilgrims we guarded the way,
'til a covetous king made us prey.
Heinous charges - contrived,
brought us down. Few survived.
Underground we still thrive, truthers say.
Hint:
We're poor fellows -- but known for wealth!