Verbal coinage of the past.
What mystical phrases they spell –
Wondrous tales by bards of olden.
Of Paradise fields, of flowers golden.
Ancient words woven
Like warm clout into a blanket,
Wrapping waves of joy ’round the heorte.
Forsooth, howbeit so grand,
Ancient words, when spoken today –
‘Though in the present we stay,
Transport us otherwhere,
To “Once upon a time…” where
Words were lofty fare,
In a far away, fair and magical land.