Flaming Drake - Qntal

The moon’s my constant mistress

And the lowly owl my marrow;

The flaming drake and the night crow make

Me music to my sorrow

With a host of furious fancies

Whereof I am commander

With a burning spear and a horse of air

To the wilderness I wander

I know more than Apollo

For oft, when he lies sleeping

I see the stars at bloody wars

In the wounded welkin weeping

By a knight of ghosts and shadows

I summoned am to tourney

Ten leagues beyond the wild world’s end:

Methinks it is no journey

The moon embrace her shepherd

And th Queen of Love her warrior

While th first doth horn the star of morn

And the next the heavenly Farrier

I know more than Apollo

For oft, when he lies sleeping

I see the stars at bloody wars

In the wounded welkin weeping

By a knight of ghosts and shadows

I summoned am to tourney

Ten leagues beyond the wild world’s end:

Methinks it is no journey

I know more than Apollo

For oft, when he lies sleeping

I see the stars at bloody wars

In the wounded welkin weeping

By a knight of ghosts and shadows

I summoned am to tourney

Ten leagues beyond the wild world’s end:

Methinks it is no journey