Dame Edith Sitwell Dance Poems
- 1. When Cold December
When cold December
Froze to grisamber
The jangling bells on the sweet rose-trees-
Then fading slow
... - 2. Clowns' Houses
Beneath the flat and paper sky
The sun, a demon's eye,
Glowed through the air, that mask of glass;
All wand'ring sounds that pass
... - 3. Came The Great Popinjay
Came the great Popinjay
Smelling his nosegay:
In cages like grots
The birds sang gavottes.
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