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The Chalice Of Circe

Rating: 3.5

DRINK of our Cup--of the red wine that burns in it,
All the wild shames that have crusted its mouth,
Passion that twists in it, Madness that churns in it,
Fever that yearns in it, Folly that turns in it,
Drink of our Cup! It is Love, it is Youth!

"Amorous valleys have travailed to breed in it,
Eden hath shaken one tree at its brim,
Syria scattered an infamous seed in it,
Paphos hath freed in it lovers, to bleed in it,

Foam from Armida hath rusted its rim!
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Frank V. Gardner 08 November 2009

Somebody commented that Murel died some thirty ago. There is a lot we can learn from her way of writing. Alas, we only have 24 of her poems to review. I like what I have seen so far.

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