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I She lay, and serving-men her lithe arms took, And bound them round the withering old man, And on him through the long sweet hours she lay, And little fearful of his many years. And many times she turned amidst his beard Her face, as often as the night-owl screeched, And all that was the night around them reached Its feelers manifold of longing fears. As they had been the sisters of the child The stars trembled, and fragrance searched the room, The curtain stirring sounded with a sign Which drew her gentle glances after it. But she clung close upon the dim old man, And, by the night of nights not over-taken, Upon the cooling of the King she lay Maidenly, and lightly as a soul. II The King sate thinking out the empty day Of deeds accomplished and untasted joys, And of his favorite bitch that he had bredC But with the evening Abishag was arched Above him. His disheveled life lay bare, Abandoned as diffamed coasts, beneath The quiet constellation of her breasts. But many times, as one in women skilled, he through his eyebrows recognized the mouth Unmoved, unkissed; and saw: the comet green Of her desired reached not to where he lay. He shivered. And he listened like a hound, And sought himself in his remaining blood. Rainer Maria Rilke
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