Desire - Poem by Alcman
Maidens with voices like honey for sweetness, that breathe desire,
See I faint; for no sea-bird I, as I would be, nor tire
Over the foam-flowers flying with halcyons ever on wing,
Keeping a careless heart, a sea-blue bird of the Spring.
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