Effulgent my future now unfurls before me
As dallying dawn doth soon become day
Ere long, these fair dreams, radiant beams
will in darkness be drenched and in anguish decay

     Effluent my past is recast, and alas!
     Each saccharine fiction soon follows
     The brain my pen gleaned
     Towards tumult hath leaned
     Once brazen, my hope is thus
     By despair swallowed