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  A 653 p1


As Watchers hang upon the East,
As Beggars revel at a beast
By savory Fancy spread -
As brooks in deserts babble sweet
On ear too far for the delight,
Heaven beguiles the tired.

As that same watcher, when the East
Opens the lid of Amethyst
And lets the morning go -
That Beggar, when an honored guest,
These thirsty lips to flagon pressed,
Heaven to us, if true.

Emilie -

  A 653 p2


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