Must I sink to dream?

With but a lease to flight

I’ll rise above the scene,

Deny the fleshy thing

In this debate the world, cruel

Earthly world!

Angels dangle by,

Pampered pant and sigh,

Are forced to wing the sky.

A fleet of geese they dive

In this release the world, clod

Canvased world!

Cupid’s arrow flings.

It darts me ‘mid the flight

That lightly tranquil brings;

His passion spurs my dreams

In this assault the world, rot

Rusted world!

Demon woman sings —

A tightly tinseled tune,

Ripely fragrant springs,

And deep her siren rings

In this revolt the world, ripe

Leafy world!


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