Plato


Neath This Tall Pine - Poem by Plato

Neath this tall pine,
That to the zephyr sways and murmurs low,
Mayst thou recline,
While near thee cooling waters flow.
This flute of mine
Shall pipe the softest song it knows to sing,
And to thy charmèd eyelids sleep will bring.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 24, 2012



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