Paga Echo

Pegasu's pace has paraded gone:
In triumph soft [unclear: trea]
O image ignite your [unclear: e] as one
On my mind, [unclear: stam] surge these senses-
Clench free, [unclear: wrencl] cramp of anquished
mood,

For voiced [unclear: happine] [unclear: hinned] echo
Waned, and left [unclear: me] souls sinew woed
Tortuous want, [unclear: wa] grace to mellow.
Fashed deep be [unclear: this] pitiously the pierce
Drums din in [unclear: height] heat-anvilled anger.
Rumbling ([unclear: recedin] tumbrils fierce
Shadows forge on [unclear: o] Truth's in hunger.
I have wandered [unclear: p] tunnels of thought,
This knowledge [unclear: va] [unclear: exes] me distraught.