A faint whisper entered the jaws of love,
He listened too hard again, tonight;
These ways were known to gods above,
They learnt in the prime world a little deed
Of invention, so crafty and exact.
To whisper is to tame the learned
And this sounds like sin after sin,
For the gods are outraged at what has been,
The universe dwells inside their souls.
One faint murder occurs too apologetically
So that verses are in the output,
Sinful men are evil men, not godly women.
A faintness to the whisper was again,
Gods fell too hard, gods were striving taking
The treasures of trials, and these witnessed
The altars for the deeds of sin were like festivals.
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