With sheaths of wheat, And heart of pure gold, The May Queen entreats, To release the beast bold. Let an oath once broken, Snapped like a blade, Be bound by a token, By Love's power remade. As noble limbs reform, And virtue's to the fore, So does true love warm, And loneliness withdraw. When false skins are done, Two souls become one.
In the Court of The Rabbit King is an ongoing collaborative art and prose project by Linsay and Mark Blondeau