DAPHNE
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Daphne,what a beam of beauty,0 z7 [1 R2 G* i$ ~2 G( s
Thy blooming face,thy grace deity,
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1 p$ q" u1 m( l0 U, p' IInto a still laurel with undying love
0 {, U& p" n- t1 z# k8 G; Dto fly a poet's heart dove?9 `- Q4 n7 I( h9 ]: j. c
7 L0 G' R/ F& K+ ZBy night luna-veiling, I can't see
* S/ ^) ~% [7 `5 x+ [; xThy statue-like grief as blue sea,
1 h2 }+ p5 o- \1 p# bThus only with Icarian wax-pinions,: ]' T5 t9 d5 c9 }; C/ F
Let me forward that bright zenith,
$ _1 J8 z4 P9 r. ?7 _* N" @7 Z/ LNearer,nearer,
, G3 }* l- G4 N5 qTo reveal his fierce pursuiting,
/ E9 x& x6 O) H4 \/ _8 @8 ZThen melting. |