Magus Galatea of the Heath

A Tale of Twin Serpents I

There was once a tale of twice a Child
Of sisters Bolde as Blood
Both were Fair as they were Wilde
Yet one was Loved and one Reviled
Whence sprang from separate Bud

And though the two looked Quite the same
One was Hamonious, Galatea her name
And where she went, so slithered her Snake
And Oh! How hearts of Men did Break

For such was her Aesthetic
So beautiful to Beholde
That none dared look askance or stray
Nor man, nor lass, nor young or olde

Atwined her staff of Harmony
Her Verdant serpent would caress
So, Spirits would Mysteriously
In her wake soon Quiesce

Atwixt her hair, the flowers brightly Bloomed
The scented Air, once dull and stale
Now intoxicatingly perfumed

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