Master, the Tempest is Raging, Lady of the Laughing Eyes [best historical biographies txt] 📗

~Master, the Tempest is Raging~ Lady of the Laughing Eyes

Master, the Tempest is raging, He's going compleatly mad.
And I think Im going to be sick!
The little boy said, his hat in his hands, as he looked at his master with pleading browns eyes.
Repete the whole story again, said the master.
The boy cleared his throat and replyed.
I was practicing my lyre,
when all of the sudden, the Tempest came bursting in.
He was in such a rage that my mother was frighted and truly she did start to cry.
He banged on the wall and the door with his fists and grabbed my poor lyre from me.
He broke my poor lyre in half, and you see. And then he did somthing I can not believe.
He struck the old table with his giant hands, and it split into three.
So that is why, Master, I dont have my lyre, for I was ashamed to bring it, for it is in two, and it is no use now, to a cow or a duck, or a chicken or sow.
The Master then laughed, clouted the boy on the ear.
How well you can lie! He said with such manor, for a Tempest means rage, it is not a person.
Be off with you, go, and bring me your lyre, and play what I've asked you too.
And if you do not, you shall get a clout, and morn with the cows in the dew.

Publication Date: 10-29-2010

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