Ode to: La Dama De Cao
(The Lady of Cao))Peru))
The sun no long strikes lint on me
How warm I was to life, how thorny vivacity was
How insincere ones happiness can be.
Lonely at times:
Not in the soul
But in the sky of the mind!
One paragraph:
My total line ringed
With the morning birds;
I had a anthology of property and relatives.
I have been a Queen, subordinate the small town of Cao
That was my care you see
Yet I did not live long-, xxv eld is all.
Queen-chief they named me-,
My natural object tattooed to make plain such;
Bound in formal wrappings...
Any illustrations
Like a pupa (a body)
Hence,
I was found in specified article of clothing.
Sorry to say, but I will:
I died from childbirth-
Buried in Trujillo-a k eld ago!.
When I died..., next awake
It was approaching daybreak-I seemed to have
Had a sad fancy upon initiation.
Now harshly, all the sounds and voices
Of one trice to the next
Is simply brief.
Yet, up at hand I will ne'er be again:
Still I perceive my child's voice
From incident to occurrence..!
Note: No: 1596 (1-4-2007): a most recent uncovering in Peru (that is, maybe less than a period old) is the Mummified thing of "La Dama de Cao, (The Lady of Cao)"; whom was really more than than a lady, but a queen. As I have aforesaid often, and will again, Peru is the estate of discover, perhaps the final of the key Ancient lands to have been one and only half revealed. It is the Egypt of South America you could say. I was in Trujillo, a number of 3 eld ago, a blue os area of Peru, where they have risible looking boats titled Canotaje´s. I don't cognize of any other onshore that bares so some fruit in Ancient discovers today, other than Peru.
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