I do not wish the birds should fly away,
But sing all for all time:
For silence brings dark dreams,
I do not wish for evil.
Come seraph, bring the message:
But fetch natures wonder.
Her beauty praise in my mind:
Honour nobility: not hell.
Do not rebuff the cockcrow,
Or the dawn, instead admit birth:
Break not the day, hold back dusk,
For a friend is due.
I am eager to communicate:
I declare fellow travellers.
That the birds know.
Fluently: undeniably. …
Samuel’s, last will and testament.