The Mortal-laughing Spleen*
(somewhat after the style of Edmund Spenser's The Fairie Queene**)
Michael Murry, "The Misfortune Teller," Copyright 2014
Note * (from William Shakespeare's Measure for Measure)
"... But man, proud man!
Dressed in a little brief authority,
Most ignorant of what he's most assured,
His glassy essence -- like an angry ape,
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
As make the angels weep; who with our spleens,
Would all themselves laugh mortal."
Note ** (from Spenser's introductory stanza)
"Lo I the man, whose Muse whilome did maske,
As time her taught, in lowly Shepheards weeds,
Am now enforst a far unfitter taske,
For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds,
And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds;
Whose prayses having slept in silence long,
Me, all too meane, the sacred Muse areeds
To blazon broad emongst her learned throng:
Fierce warres and faithfull loues shall moralize my song."