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I	A
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Thou aged unreluctant earth who dost	B
with quivering continual thighs invite	C
the thrilling rain the slender paramour	D
to toy with thy extraordinary lust	E
the sinuous rain which rising from thy bed	F
steals to his wife the sky and hour by hour	D
wholly renews her pale flesh with delight	C
immortally whence are the high gods fled	F
	-
Speak elm eloquent pandar with thy nod	G
significant to the ecstatic earth	H
in token of his coming whom her soul	I
burns to embrace and didst thou know the god	G
from but the imprint of whose cloven feet	J
the shrieking dryad sought her leafy goal	I
at the mere echo of whose shining mirth	H
the furious hearts of mountains ceased to beat	J
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Wind beautifully who wanderest	J
over smooth pages of forgotten joy	K
proving the peaceful theorems of the flowers	L
didst e'er depart upon more exquisite quest	J
and did thy fortunate fingers sometime dwell	M
within a greener shadow of secret bowers	L
among the curves of that delicious boy	K
whose serious grace one goddess loved too well	M
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Chryselephantine Zeus Olympian	N
sceptred colossus of the Pheidian soul	I
whose eagle frights creation in whose palm	O
Nike presents the crown sweetest to man	P
whose lilied robe the sun's white hands emboss	Q
betwixt whose absolute feet anoint with calm	O
of intent stars circling the acerb pole	I
poises smiling the diadumenos	Q
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in whose young chiseled eyes the people saw	Q
their once again victorious Pantarkes	Q
whose grace the prince of artists made him bold	J
to imitate between the feet of awe	R
thunderer whose omnipotent brow showers	Q
its curls of unendured eternal gold	J
over the infinite breast in bright degrees	Q
whose pillow is the graces and the hours	Q
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father of gods and men whose subtle throne	S
twain sphinxes bear each with a writhing youth	T
caught to her brazen breasts whose foot stool tells	Q
how fought the looser of the warlike zone	S
of her that brought forth tall Hippolytus	Q
lord on whose pedestal the deep expels	Q
over Selene's car closing uncouth	T
of Helios the sweet wheels tremulous	Q
	-
are there no kings in Argos that the song	U
is silent of the steep unspeaking tower	D
within whose brightening strictness Danae	S
saw the night severed and the glowing throng	U
descend felt on her flesh the amorous strain	S
of gradual hands and yielding to that fee	V
her eager body's unimmortal flower	D
knew in the darkness a more burning rain	S
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And still the mad magnificent herald Spring	W
assembles beauty from forgetfulness	Q
with the wild trump of April witchery	D
of sound and odour drives the wingless thing	W
man forth in the bright air for now the red	J
leaps in the maple's cheek and suddenly	V
by shining hordes in sweet unserious dress	Q
ascends the golden crocus from the dead	J
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On dappled dawn forth rides the pungent sun	S
with hooded day preening upon his hand	J
followed by gay untimid final flowers	Q
which dressed in various tremulous armor stun	S
the eyes of ragged earth who sees them pass	Q
while hunted from his kingdom winter cowers	Q
seeing green armies steadily expand	J
hearing the spear song of the marching grass	Q
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A silver sudden parody of snow	S
tickles the air to golden tears and hark	X
the flicker's laughing yet while on the hills	Q
the pines deepen to whispers primeval and throw	S
backward their foreheads to the barbarous bright	J
sky and suddenly from the valley thrills	Q
the unimaginable upward lark	X
and drowns the earth and passes into light	J
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slowly in life's serene perpetual round	J
a pale world gathers comfort to her soul	I
hope richly scattered by the abundant sun	S
invades the new mosaic of the ground	J
let but the incurious curtaining dusk be drawn	S
surpassing nets are sedulously spun	S
to snare the brutal dew the authentic scroll	I
of fairie hands and vanishing with the dawn	S
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Spring that omits no mention of desire	D
in every curved and curling thing yet holds	Q
continuous intercourse through skies and trees	Q
the lilac's smoke the poppy's pompous fire	D
the pansy's purple patience and the grave	Y
frailty of daises by what rare unease	Q
revealed of teasingly transparent folds	Q
with man's poor soul superlatively brave	Y
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Surely from robes of particoloured peace	Q
with mouth flower faint and undiscovered eyes	Q
and dim slow perfect body amorous	Q
whiter than lilies which are born and cease	Q
for being whiter than this world exhales	Q
the hovering high perfume curious	Q
of that one month for whom the whole years dies	Q
risen at length from palpitating veils	Q
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O still miraculous May O shining girl	Z
of time untarnished O small intimate	J
gently primeval hands frivolous feet	J
divine O singular and breathless pearl	Z
O indefinable frail ultimate pose	Q
O visible beatitude sweet sweet	J
intolerable silence immaculate	J
of god's evasive audible great rose	Q
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Lover lead forth thy love unto that bed	J
prepared by whitest hands of waiting years	Q
curtained with wordless worship absolute	J
unto the certain altar at whose head	J
stands that clear candle whose expecting breath	A2
exults upon the tongue of flame half mute	J
haste ere some thrush with silver several tears	Q
complete the perfumed paraphrase of death	A2
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Now is the time when all occasional things	Q
close into silence only one tree one	S
svelte translation of eternity	V
unto the pale meaning of heaven clings	Q
whose million leaves in winsome indolence	Q
simmer upon thinking twilight momently	Z
as down the oblivious west's numerous dun	S
magnificence conquers magnificence	Q
	-
In heaven's intolerable athanor	D
inimitably tortured the base day	J
utters at length her soft intrinsic hour	D
and from those tenuous fires which more and more	D
sink and are lost the divine alchemist	J
the magus of creation lifts a flower	D
whence is the world's insufferable clay	J
clothed with incognizable amethyst	J
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Lady at whose imperishable smile	Z
the amazed doves flicker upon sunny wings	Q
as if in terror of eternity	V
or seeming that they would mistrust a while	Z
the moving of beauteous dead mouths throughout	J
that very proud transparent company	V
of quivering ghosts of love which scarcely sings	Q
drifting in slow diaphanous faint rout	J
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queen in the inconceivable embrace	Q
of whose tremendous hair that blossom stands	Q
whereof is most desire yet less than those	Q
twain perfect roses whose ambrosial grace	Q
goddess thy crippled thunder forging groom	B2
or the loud lord of skipping maenads knows	Q
having Discordia's apple in thy hands	Q
which the scared shepherd gave thee for his doom	B2
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O thou within the chancel of whose charms	Q
the tall boy god of everlasting war	D
received the shuddering sacrament of sleep	C2
betwixt whose cool incorrigible arms	Q
impaled upon delicious mystery	V
with gaunt limbs reeking of the whispered deep	C2
deliberate groping ocean fondled o'er	D
the warm long flower of unchastity	J
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imperial Cytherea from frail foam	D2
sprung with irrevocable nakedness	Q
to strike the young world into smoking song	U
as the first star perfects the sensual dome	D2
of darkness and the sweet strong final bird	J
transcends the sight O thou to whom belong	U
th ehearts of lovers I beseech thee bless	Q
thy suppliant singer and his wandering word	J

E. E. Cummings

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