Dame Edith Sitwell Long Poems
- 1. The Fan
Lovely Semiramis
Closes her slanting eyes:
Dead is she long ago.
From her fan, sliding slow,
... - 2. Came The Great Popinjay
Came the great Popinjay
Smelling his nosegay:
In cages like grots
The birds sang gavottes.
... - 3. Bells Of Gray Crystal
Bells of gray crystal
Break on each bough-
The swans' breath will mist all
The cold airs now.
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