/lit/ - Literature

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>I saw a chapel all of gold
>That none did dare to enter in
>And many weeping stood without
>Weeping mourning worshipping

>I saw a serpent rise between
>The white pillars of the door
>And he forcd & forcd & forcd
>Down the golden hinges tore

>And along the pavement sweet
>Set with pearls and rubies bright
>All his slimy length he drew
>Till upon the altar white

>Vomiting his poison out
>On the bread & on the wine
>So I turnd into a sty
>And laid me down among the swine