from waves and lulls, fair faces implore you



with wiles and flesh, they set to inctice you



but cold as the death, they claim you



and fair eye's now, be cold and a 'fire



to drown and devour, till the star's expire.



Awesome work. and yes, I used the guanter o'dimm poem, but I couldn't get it out of my head when I saw this for some reason.