Ariel

 

Tempest. Thou wilt abide me! 

  How I cower in no land and shall not I then, 

Cower for you! 

Defy me! You might try, 

  But you will abide me, 

Your turning eye. 

Wrath has no cover here, 

  your winds may blow...

But you will bow to me, 

  Insights, O' the many, 

You shall bow! 

Heave and throw as you may, 

  I stand this mighty ground, 

Anointed! 

O' bout of faith, how you test me so. 

Brave and brazen with play. 

I loved our thrashing and tumultuous days 

 O' the many, 

But your time has come here, Storm! 

I have to put you away.