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A CONCERT OF GIORGIONE Lady, when the moment passes

Will you smile or will you sigh?

Wine is high

In my slender amber glasses

If my mouth were in the masses

Of your heavy hiding hair

Would you know or would you care?

Would you cry

For the music that has gone

If my mouth were in your neck

Vibrant as a music-speck?

If my mouth were under your own

Would breath fly?

Taste, ah, taste this pallid amber

Past its heart that lights your chamber;

When your Moor may lute again

You'll return and you'll remember,

You'll recapture what was pain

And remember and know why.

FRA UMILIO

So do these ladies in the water-light

Lean forward like regret yet glimmer away

Like memories we cannot understand,

The quiet hiding way of all flesh.

Does painting hurt you with unavailingness?

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