As dip in deep day
Night falls as darkness rises
Moon mourns while stars stare
Wind whistles while owls howl
Mother's mum while father get farther
Rain reigns as he slips into sleep
Worn won due toil done as route root wealth
And thoughts have of wife lost in lust while sea sees
Crow caws as rays raise curtains his
Threw true as sum some whispers heard
Verily' anger devours reason when thoughts again sneak in
And in sudden strip wife of pride and cast her to despair
Here heeled by hills waiting ills heal
Sick for what wade through weighed down
Grown groan as fair through thought
Wondering why upright writhes as sour soars
Soon dearth bliss as beloved wind in winds
Daze days lone for away thrown throne his
And conscience conscious as passed past
Yet to salvage when truth found that virtuous wife be
As try waived wave sorrow summoned
To strip wife dishonor and return robbed robes honor
He journeys on, on with regrets his mien
Only to find her unmarked grave
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