Tricks of the light storypoem
He haunts the minstrel’s gallery
and she the great hall down below.
Theirs was a love which could not be.
Which grew into a tragedy.
She was by blood of noble birth
and he of lower yeoman stock.
Regarded as of lesser worth
by powers which then ruled the earth.
They knew that they could never wed
Although their love was strong and true.
She swore that until she was dead
she’d never grace a marriage bed
Her father thought he could demand
obedience from his wayward child.
When she refused his firm command.
He hanged the minstrel out of hand.
She looked her father in the eye
when she was told what he had done
and told him that she’d still defy
his wishes. That he had not won.
Her father did not understand
that she meant every word she said
She took her life by her own hand
rather than wear a wedding band.
It’s said that to the present day.
About the love they were denied
together they still sing and play
Her father’s orders still defied.
Some say that they have heard them sing.
Perhaps they did I can’t argue
I am stone deaf can’t hear a thing
Except the silence echoing
Although I can’t hear properly.
My deafness sharpens up my sight
Sometimes at night I think I see
a couple dancing happily.
I think this tale might well be true.
I feel certain sympathy
but I still have my job to do
but ghosts are not in my purview.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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