Oh dear. This piece is the second last in this collection, and is about Tom Riddle. The last poem will be about Harry, but for now I have no mood to write about Harry. This poem was supposed to show the ambitions of young Riddle, who had only his dreams, but it ended up set when Riddle had graduated from Hogwarts, and was beginning to show his ambitions. It became a warning from him not to meddle in his affairs, though put in a very charming manner.
My impression of him is a person who can either charm or hex his way out of anything at all. He'll try to charm someone to agree to almost anything in the world, and if that person doesn't agree, well, they'll be offed and never mind about the conseqences.
I think that the ending is slightly screwed, because I didn't know how to phrase it properly at all.
Tread Softly
Had I the world under the stars in thy heavens',
The world, my oyster, filled with pearls for the taking.
For me, and nobody else, only me-
Had I owned the blue and the dim and the dark cloths,
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would let go, and release,all ofmy dreams,
Or perhaps keep them solely to myself:
But I am but a poor assistant, madam,
Who must do what I am told to do,
And so I have only my dreams;
Still, my dreams are all around you, everywhere;
Tread softly, around and over my dreams,
For it will do you no good to step on them,
Be it accidentally, or worse, intentionally.
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