Robert Bridges, ed. (1844–1930). The Spirit of Man: An Anthology. 1916. | | | | L’Après-midi d’un Faune |
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| | | LOV’ST 1 thou tawny trees? | |
| I can show thee soon | |
| Stranger sights than these. | |
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| Throngs of wilder’d kings | |
| Their power who sold, | 5 |
| Wearing its ruddy price | |
| In coins of gold. | |
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| Lov’st thou lilies white, | |
| Untrod vales where bask | |
| Fields of scented light? | 10 |
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| Come where cloister’d queens | |
| By thousands sing | |
| Their virgin saintliness | |
| Warm-sheltering. | |
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| Wilt thou strength and life? | 15 |
| Wilt thou beauteous ease | |
| Far from soiling strife? | |
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| When thy powers surrender | |
| Their glory tall, | |
| When thy calm soft-closeth | 20 |
| At evening fall, | |
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| When no joys shall please, | |
| I can still devise | |
| Fairer things than these. | |
| | | Note 1. Same as 18. L’Après-midi d’un Faune. Romantic imagination is more far-reaching than natural beauty, but spiritual imagination is limitless. [back] | | |
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