CLOUDED CRADLE. In clouded cradle haunted deep I confirm in tainted turbulent sea Bridled tongues moved to please The pallid probes of the verses brief. Along stony erected rendered walls An allurement for a parallel path Sweeping ashes from gleeked leaves A restful sojourn before a nitid start. To gather some allotted strength From sunsets to the cited device Insulating against a season in hell Amid perils of the purple paradise.