"A traveler from the eons ago, past from the spotlight to obscurity it’s subtle differences still..."

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A traveler from the eons ago, past from the spotlight to obscurity

it’s subtle differences still apparent when viewed.

The sound archaic, almost to a nasal-like quality and tone

it’s frets adding to its Baroquian tune.

It’s harmonious, melodious, even choral churn,

of fever to the masses, the “Lauden Lyra” in everyone’s hearts.

The instrument of the wealthy and affluent, followers of the King’s guide

though it would not always keep up to such heights.

The solemn cry of its legato movements, the couplets of Spain in the court’s order

echoing, continuous throughout the Renaissance.

The basso, of all, playing through the centuries further,

the speakers for the repertoire of the French and German elite.

As revolution spread spread though, the hatred upon it grew

which may care to explain its eternal solitude.

Once and now once more the expression of utter emotions,

the Laudem Lyra now once more in vogue.

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- A really mediocre poem about the viola da gamba that I wrote in 8th grade

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