The Lonely Dancer and Other Poems by Richard Le Gallienne
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Such a holy thing;
Therefore I bring To your white feet And your immortal eyes Silence forever, But in such a wise Am silent as the quiet waters are, Hiding some holy star Amid hushed lilies In a secret lake. Ah, if a ripple break The stillness halcyon-- The star is gone! "AT LAST I GOT A LETTER FROM THE DEAD" At last I got a letter from the dead, And out of it there fell a little flower,-- The violet of an unforgotten hour. IV SONGS FOR FRAGOLETTA I |
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