HARRY DEPARTS THIS WORLD

©3-6-2022, Olan L. Smith

HARRY:

I burst with grief, a mope upon your face I see

Your guise, and you my corpse before your feet.

Within my hands the book thou hast freshly leafed,

And you, most shocked, a smile upon your face.

A DISIMBODIED VOICE:

This Harry loves you not, least you he'd wed

A million times by now, and what man stays

Just friends when he could have your troth so pledged

A thousand times until you both should die,

And now on dirt his corpse is but a husk.

SALLY:

You're last, for I have lived a thousand times

And each with Harry near, and henceforth doth

I say that he is mine, my heart is his

No soul will say to me I must have more!

As he is friend and promised. Hear my word,

No devil comes between us, now or ever.

A.N. Blank verse consists of iambic pentameter lines consisting of five iambic foot meters per-line (da-DAH) that is often usually used for dialogue, and doesn't use rhyme, therefore blank.