The stone statue

He comes across many of an art

He's often portrayed as the one who has played

In the role of he who broke my heart 

Well this statue exist

Be it flesh not cold stone

A man whom I wished

Would love me when it was cold

But his blue eyes portrayed the ice in his heart

The monster he is and the monster he doesn't part

He destroys himself in the sake of pleasure

Leaving me in sorrow

I Vainly seek the love I have

In the Carnal vessel he doth borrow

But such as Edgar had vainly sought the morrow

So do; so a rise in increase of sorrow