FROLONG THE NIGHT

PROLONG THE NIGHT, OH GODDESS WHO FILLS US WITH YEARNING! HOLD BACK FROM US THE DAWN WITH SANDALS OF GOLD!

ALREADY OVER THE SEA THE FIRST FAINT DAYLIGHT

BEGINS TO GLEAM.

HIDE US STILL, SLEEPING BENEATH THY VEILS, HAVING FORGOTTEN ALL DAY'S CRUELTIES!

LET THE WINE OF DARKNESS AND WIND OF STARS OVERFLOW US WITH LOVE.

SINCE ONE CAN NEVER KNOW WHICH DAWN WILL RISE BEARING SOME GRAY FUTURE WITHIN HER HANDS, WE TREMBLE TO SEE FULL DAYLIGHT, ALL OUR DREAMS FEARING TOMORROW.

AH, LEAVE YOUR GENTLE HANDS ON OUR CLOSED EYELIDS, LET US, THOUGH VAINLY, RECALL OUR ECSTASY FLEETING! GODDESS TO WHOM THE FADING OF ROSES IS PLEASING PROLONG THE NIGHT!

SONNET

YOUR REGAL YOUTH REVEALS THE MELANCHOLY

OF THAT FAR NORTH WHERE MISTS EFFACE ALL COLOR. A NEED TO QUARREL WARS WITH A NEED TO WEEP IN YOU WHO ARE GRAVE AS HAMLET, PALE AS OPHELIA.

LIKE HER, YOU WANDER, LIT BY A LOVELY MADNESS, SHOWERING FLOWERS, SCATTERING BITS OF SONG; LIKE HIM YOU HIDE YOUR SUFFERING UNDER PRIDE, BUT YOUR ABSTRACTED LOOK BETRAYS YOUR PAIN.

SMILE, BLONDE SWEETHEART, OR BROOD ON, DARK LOVER, YOUR AMBIVALENCE DRAWS LIKE A DOUBLE MAGNET, YOUR FLESH HAS A WAX TAPER'S CHILLY ARDOR.

MY BAFFLED HEART IS TROUBLED WHEN I WATCH YOUR PRINCELY FOREHEAD, VIRGIN'S EYES OF BLUE NOW YOU ARE HE, NOW SHE AND YET BOTH TOGETHER.

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ME RAN

THESE POEMS LAST MAY.

HEREWITH

ANOTHER'S VERSION.

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