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The Winged Beetle
The Winged Beetle (1910), PDF p. 83
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THE MUSE
O THOU who art throned by the well
That feeds the celestial streams !
O daughter of heaven and hell !
O mother of magical dreams !
O sister of me as I sit
At thy feet by the mystical well
And dream with the web of my wit
Of the marriage of heaven and hell !
O thou who art mad with the Muse
That delights in the beauty of form !
O desire of the dream of the dews !
O Valkyrie astride of the storm !
I am thine as we ride on the blast
To exult in the mystical Muse,
As there drip on the desert at last
The immaculate Delian dews.
I am thine, I am thine, I am thine
How it slashes the skies as a sword !
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