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White Stains
White Stains (1898), PDF p. 120
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Á¼±ÆÁ¿´¯Ä¿Å O½±Á
Thy love-gift I will wear,
Thy joys my soul shall share,
Being made one with thee.
So, love, the days may keep
My nameless love from me ;
Yet over slumber’s deep
I will sail into sleep
Thither to lie by thee,
Hold thee with arms that cleave
Lock thee in limbs that leap,
Chain thee with lips that leave
Kisses of blood to weave
Castles of hope in sleep.
Poppy ! best flower whose bud
Sends dreams to men that die,
I drain thy drowsy flood
That our impatient blood
May mingle utterly.
So, Hermes, thou art wed,
So, Aphrodite, mine,
In one sweet spirit shed
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