What secrets ever live, that are not kept By men who force our will to hold their peace, And women’s fault in ignorance I wept: A maiden’s virtuous words heard least.
Virtue? A child in my fathers house, I’d none and no escape. I had to wait. No longer am I a blushing maiden-mouse. You dare protect me now? Thou’rt far too late.
I live in fear. A fear of silver eyes That swore obedience into every grave, Demanding all our silence for your lies. I am not yours to quiet nor to save.
What’s to lose? Our suffering was no mischance. Our fathers are all dead. Cousin, lets dance.
no subject
By men who force our will to hold their peace,
And women’s fault in ignorance I wept:
A maiden’s virtuous words heard least.
Virtue? A child in my fathers house,
I’d none and no escape. I had to wait.
No longer am I a blushing maiden-mouse.
You dare protect me now? Thou’rt far too late.
I live in fear. A fear of silver eyes
That swore obedience into every grave,
Demanding all our silence for your lies.
I am not yours to quiet nor to save.
What’s to lose? Our suffering was no mischance.
Our fathers are all dead. Cousin, lets dance.