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Ode To Anactoria

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That man, whoever he may be,
Who sits awhile to gaze on thee,
Hearing thy lovely laugh, thy speech,
Throned with the gods he seems to me;
For when a moment to mine eyes
Thy form discloses, silently
I stand consumed with fires that rise
Like flames around a sacrifice.
Sight have I none, bells out of tune
Ring in mine ears, my tongue lies dumb;
Paler than grass in later June,
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Dimitrios Galanis 31 January 2016
On the same as the previous one tone, a new history in literature.
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* Sunprincess * 05 September 2015
...........beautiful poem, love the rhythm ?
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