Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
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Anand Thakur
Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass.
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What cannot be said will be wept.
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All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
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Death is an ill; ’tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died.
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The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
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With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down
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Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees.
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Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be.
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Some say an army of horsemen, or infantry, A fleet of ships is the fairest thing On the face of the black earth, but I say It’s what one loves.
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The Moon and Pleiades have set, Midnight is nigh, The time is passing, passing, yet Alone I lie.
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When anger spreads through the breath, guard thy tongue from barking idly.
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There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.
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The moon has set In a bank of jet That fringes the Western sky, The pleiads seven Have sunk from heaven And the midnight hurries by; My hopes are flown And, alas! alone On my weary couch I lie.
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The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
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If you are squeamish Don’t prod the beach rubble.
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Whatever one loves most is beautiful.
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