Mildred Mcneal Sweeney

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Mildred Mcneal Sweeney Poems

• The Poet
  Himself is least afraid
  When the singing lips in the dust
  With all mute lips are laid.
  For thither all men must....
• Chavez
  So hath he fallen, the Endymion of the air,
  And so lies down in slumber lapped for aye.
  Diana, passing, found his youth too fair,
  His soul too fleet and willing to obey....

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