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294 THE GOLDEN TREASURY OF |
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Who would kiss the fading shadow when the flower
face glows above ? 'Tis the Beauty of all Beauty that is calling for youif
love." |
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Oh, the mountain gates of dreamland have opened
once again, And the sound of song and dancing falls upon the ears
of men: And the Land of Youth lies gleaming flushed with
opal light and mirth, And the old enchantment lingers in the honey heart of
earth. |
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THE GREAT BREATH
TS edges foamed with amethyst and rose, Withers once more the old blue flower of day: There where the ether like a diamond glows, Its petals fade away. |
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A shadowy tumult stirs the dusky air; • Sparkle the delicate dews, the distant snows; The great deep thrills—for through it everywhere The breath of Beauty blows. |
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I saw how all the trembling ages past, Molded to her by deep and deeper breath, Neared to the hour when beauty breathes her last And knows herself in death. |
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