Medea's Invocation > Idiorhythmic
Oh night thou confidant and guide Of secrets, such as darkness ought to hide; Ye stars and moon, that, when the sun retires; Support his empire with succeeding fires; And thou, great Hecate, friend to my design; Songs, mutt’ring spells, your magick forces join; And thou, O Earth, the magazine that yields The midnight sorcerer … Continue reading Medea’s Invocation