• By David B. Gosselin

Lay Down Your Armor


Apollo’s Enchantment (1807) - Henry Howard

Lay down your armor

And play for me your precious lyre;

And let me hear

Your deepest dreams and frail desires.

Lay down your armor

And play for me your gentle lyre;

And share with me

The story of your precious pains.

Lay down your armor

And share your sweetest dreams with me;

And tell me who

You saw within those deepest dreams.

Lay down your armor

And play for me your thespian lay;

And show me why

A mortal tongue is sweeter than a lyre.

Lay down your armor

And play for me your songs, singing

Your lovely pains—

The endless nights you spent in dreams.

Lay down your armor

And play for me your little lyre;

And show me why

The world’s less real than our desire.

Lay down your armor

And pluck for me your dainty strings;

And tell me why

A dream’s more real than the world.

Lay down your armor

And play once more your precious lyre;

And show me why

The world can fade, but not our dreams.

Lay down your armor

And let us dream a little while

—Dreams without end—

I’ll walk with you through every dream.


David Gosselin is a poet, translator, and linguist based in Montreal. He is the founder of The Chained Muse poetry website and the founder of the New Lyre Podcast. His first collection of poems is entitled Modern Dreams.