Barry Windsor Smith: Head of Perseus
When suddenly, at the midnight hour,
an invisible troupe is heard passing
with exquisite music, with shouts --
your fortune that fails you now, your works
that have failed, the plans of your life
that have all turned out to be illusions, do not mourn in vain.
As if long prepared, as if courageous,
bid her farewell, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all do not be fooled, do not tell yourself
it was a dream, that your ears deceived you;
do not stoop to such vain hopes.
As if long prepared, as if courageous,
as it becomes you who have been worthy of such a city,
approach the window with firm step,
and with emotion, but not
with the entreaties and complaints of the coward,
as a last enjoyment listen to the sounds,
the exquisite instruments of the mystical troupe,
and bid her farewell, the Alexandria you are losing.
(C. Cavafy - God forsakes Antony (1911))
(Heir Apparent - Keeper of the reign)
..And the poor shall kneel down at their Master's feet
And dedicate themselves to please...
Raging rivers run for the lucky one
For the Keeper of the Grail
And the lower men, subjects of the King
On their hands and knees remain
Raging rivers run for the honored one
For the Keeper of the Key
And the lower men, servants of the King
Live to suit their Master's greed
The Keeper of the Reign
The Keeper of the Reign
Feels no pain...
Raging rivers run for the Royal One
For the Keeper of the Crown
And the lower men soldiers of the King
To whom their lives revolve around
The Keeper of the Reign
The Keeper of the Reign
Feels no pain...
Raging river run with the blood of mad men
Battle is the Keeper's game
For the Lucky One, to him no harm comes
The Keeper never feels their pain - No Pain!
