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Amidst the hordes, such mighty wroth:
my bloodline doth elate.
Posterity hath, though, borne aloft
my banner as the Great.

Springing forth my namesake there,
outhewn from Hellas’ opal,
that city which was brought to bear:
her name Constantinople.

For years to pass there was beholden
Thy glory all so clear.
The Great City’s holy site, golden:
there stood Hagia Sophia.

Therein however I bade Thee
to grant portent or sign.
Thou didst forsooth bequeath to me
one sacred and divine.

I stand upon the ever-brink,
Rome’s beauty lies thereunder.
Thy truth through me starteth to sink,
it striketh me like thunder.

The sun blindeth my weary eyes
as I gaze over yonder;
whereupon thou revealest me:
In this sign, you will conquer.
Emperor Constantine I, or the Great, was the first Roman Emperor to legalise Christianity, and did himself convert. It was also he who named Constantinople.

The Chi-Rho (☧) is a famous Christian symbol that was revealed to Saint Constantine in a dream. It is comprised of the first two letters of 'Christ' in Greek (ΧΡ). Therewith, in that dream, Constantine heard the message: "In this sign, you will conquer," as my last verse refers to!
pseudonym123 Jun 2018
I
So as not to speak
As words are here to poison
The miserable heart it has chosen
I bind not blindeth on wher’s I laid my heart’s end

II
T’was a mischievous song and a sweet scent
Alas the end is near and neareth shall I bind thee
So as to beset someone to collect my reality
As I gain strength to give my covert sentiments

III
Bewitched by the eyes of nigh ol’ amour
Whispers of greatness thee angels sinking deeply
Drowning on savagery as I was scrapped dearly
T’was nigh my ol’ amour death shall devour us

IV
Alas the end is near
A ******* shanty promise
Longed and forgotten
Is it I who will bid farewell?

V
I, a scared entity
A coward, nay I say doth I could ne’er speak such sentiments
Forget me and leave me be

VI
I, a living entity but nearly death has taken me
Doth already poisoned my heart’s hope
If I could love, says the ol’ lad
I do, I do keep my sentiments at bay

I abhor it everyday
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