work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context 3336,"",Searching in HDIS (Poetry),2005-05-31 00:00:00 UTC,"Sprite of Segowen
speaks.
Deceiving gold was once my only toy,
With it my soul within the coffer lay
,
It did the mastery of my life employ,
By night my mistress, and my jub by day.
Once, as I dozing in the witch-hour lay,
Thinking how best to filch the orphan's bread,
And from the helpless take their goods away,
I from the skyën heard a voice, which said:
""Thou sleepest; but lo! Satan is awake,
Some deed that's holy do, or he thy soul will take.""",,8607,"","""Deceiving gold was once my only toy, / With it my soul within the coffer lay""",Metal,2009-09-14 19:33:40 UTC,Stanza XXV