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Rathe summer had sered the grass in which he lay	A
Under the little shade	B
The live oak made	B
While things remembered and foregone	C
Loves from the drouth of other summers drawn	C
Like rootless windlestrae	D
Went past him on	E
The hot and lucid flowing of the day	A
The wine flask at his side	F
Shown empty he had spilled	G
The last drops for oblation on the dried	F
Pale rootlets dead with May	A
Of the small seeded oats no man had tilled	F
He thought their death is clean	H
This tawny change that overtakes the green	H
And makes the unnumbered fragile skeletons	I
Yet yields no mortal fetor to the suns	I
Their death is clean but ours	J
Is not the death of grasses and of flowers	J
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He thought they die and live and die again	K
With little travail none of little pain	L
But love though brief as these	M
With endless agonies	M
Of bitter and relucting breath	N
Accepts refuses and receives its death	N
And here it was	O
On grass that bore the seed of the same grass	P
On which I now recline	Q
That my mouth drank the wine	Q
Of dregless love and beauty from the cup	R
Of pagan flesh in fulness offered up	R
To him that keeps forlorn	S
From morn to vacant morn	S
The vigil of the seasons shall there come	T
Ever again the timeless tall delirium	T
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In the afternoon with burning silence filled	F
Cicada like a fever sang and shrilled	F
Hurrying anew his passion wearied blood	F
Through veins oppressed by heat and hebetude	F
Indifferently he watched the westering day	F
Like spreading fire consume	U
The thin last shrunken shade in which he lay	F
He closed his dazzled eyes in the red gloom	U
Behind the sun confronting lids he saw	V
A faceless and colossal woman loom	U
One moment in his eyes	W
Ere the dislimning vision could withdraw	V
The breasts were large and dim as daylight moons	X
The hips on scarlet skies	W
Glimmered with arch of evening semilunes	W
The shadowy shell curved between vast thighs	W

Clark Ashton Smith

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