{"id":192,"date":"2008-04-30T22:45:14","date_gmt":"2008-05-01T03:45:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=192"},"modified":"2008-06-07T10:30:38","modified_gmt":"2008-06-07T15:30:38","slug":"mollys-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=192","title":{"rendered":"Emily&#8217;s poem"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table>\n<tr>\n<td width=20><\/td>\n<td><font face=timesroman><big>&#8220;And when the gyre slowly turn<br \/>\nAnd cut into the bone<br \/>\nThe fire lit, the soul will burn<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; Til nought be left but stone<\/p>\n<p>The ageless one can sleep no more<br \/>\nThe Wraith has circled thrice<br \/>\nThat He may rise who came before<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; To weave His ring of ice<\/p>\n<p>What is up shall then be down<br \/>\nWhat is far be near<br \/>\nFor He shall come to wear the crown<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; And He shall rule by fear<\/p>\n<p>And nought but they who know the book<br \/>\nCan hope to break His spell<br \/>\nYet well we know a single look<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; Can burn the Devil well<\/p>\n<p>Sing the ancient words aloud<br \/>\nWrite them on the air<br \/>\nTurn His mantle to a shroud<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; His glory to despair<\/p>\n<p>Oh ageless one I call ye now<br \/>\nI call thee from thy sleep<br \/>\nA single strike upon His brow<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; And let the blade go deep<\/p>\n<p>Oh let the gyre slowly turn<br \/>\nAnd cut into the bone<br \/>\nA fire lit, a soul to burn<br \/>\n&nbsp; &nbsp; Til nought be left but stone&#8221;<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &#8220;And when the gyre slowly turn And cut into the bone The fire lit, the soul will burn &nbsp; &nbsp; Til nought be left but stone The ageless one can sleep no more The Wraith has circled thrice That He may rise who came before &nbsp; &nbsp; To weave His ring of ice What &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=192\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Emily&#8217;s poem&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/192"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=192"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/192\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=192"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=192"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=192"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}