DAPHNE
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Daphne,what a beam of beauty,
) u# p P# B" O7 OThy blooming face,thy grace deity,
$ L& X, ` R' CWhy wander hasty,
3 Z7 H8 Z2 l5 H3 |3 O- ^2 r5 A$ rInto a still laurel with undying love# W1 {& a# ^% H+ X4 |& f
to fly a poet's heart dove?& }- T" v* u0 e
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By night luna-veiling, I can't see3 o) C+ [* h/ u" P1 M `
Thy statue-like grief as blue sea,
. ^. { ^9 W, _/ gThus only with Icarian wax-pinions,
4 }# Y- J* V- Z3 s; wLet me forward that bright zenith,
, q* F3 n: N$ r" R& n8 pNearer,nearer,
# f0 n- q+ W6 d, n2 GTo reveal his fierce pursuiting,
~1 q; u8 h7 IThen melting. |