Lines On Reading Too Many Poets Poem by Dorothy Parker

Lines On Reading Too Many Poets

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Roses, rooted warm in earth,
Bud in rhyme, another age;
Lilies know a ghostly birth
Strewn along a patterned page;
Golden lad and chimbley sweep
Die; and so their song shall keep.

Wind that in Arcadia starts
In and out a couplet plays;
And the drums of bitter hearts
Beat the measure of a phrase.
Sweets and woes but come to print
Quae cum ita sint.

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Dorothy Parker

Dorothy Parker

Long Branch / New Jersey
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