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 A DREAM OF ARTEMIS

was soft beauty on the linnet's tongue

To see the rainbow's coloured bands arch wide.

The thunder darted his red fangs among

South mountains, but the East was like a bride

Drest for the altar at her mother's door

Weeping between two loves. The fields were pied

With May's munificence of flowers, that wore

The fashion of the days when Eve was young,

God's kirtles, ere the first sweet summer died.

The blackbird in a thorn of waving white

Sang bouquets of small tunes that bid me turn

From twilight wanderings thro' some old delight 137