[At the Shack by the Lake]

[iyaaalilbro]

In Heaven a spirit doth dwell

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[follow_3_steps]

Joshua-san.

[iyaaalilbro]

[small laugh]

Yuta. What is it?

[follow_3_steps]

Know how you said I couldn't trade someone else?

What if they were reaaaalllyyy cool? Then would you trade?

[iyaaalilbro]

[leaning forward in his chair] And who would that be?

[bulletwthmyname]

Pretty.

[iyaaalilbro]

Then you have good taste. Hello, Ash.

[bulletwthmyname]

Always have liked poetry, and you read it well. How are you?

[iyaaalilbro]

[laughs] Thank you then.

Mmm, I wonder. . . And you?

[bookoverflowers]

And they say (the starry choir
And the other listening things)
That Israfeli's fire
Is owing to that lyre
By which he sits and sings-
The trembling living wire
Of those unusual strings.

[iyaaalilbro]

But the skies that angel trod,
Where deep thoughts are a duty-
Where Love's a grown-up God-
Where the Houri glances are
Imbued with all the beauty
Which we worship in a star.

[bookoverflowers]

Therefore thou art not wrong,
Israfeli, who despisest
An unimpassioned song;
To thee the laurels belong,
Best bard, because the wisest!
Merrily live, and long!

[iyaaalilbro]

The ecstasies above
With thy burning measures suit-
Thy grief, thy joy, thy hate, thy love,
With the fervor of thy lute-
Well may the stars be mute!

[f_your_sister]

[quietly refreshes the coffee and cookies, then stands back a bit to listen]

((Let's see how long I can keep up multiple tags! o/ ALSO people can feel free to tag Fiore, who's in the area too.))

[iyaaalilbro]

[enjoying the silence after finishing]

[f_your_sister]

[it's so nice and peaceful, isn't it? except--]

You seem to have quite a few guests, Master Joshua.

[iyaaalilbro]

Indeed. I guess I'm just popular today.

[knowsthescore]

[listening intently]

[iyaaalilbro]

[continues on to finish the poem]

[knowsthescore]

Hello, Joshua. That was very beautiful.

[iyaaalilbro]

Hello, Ion. And thank you.