Ha! sir, I have seen you sniffing and snoozling
about among my flowers.
And what, pray, do you know about
horticulture, you capriped?
'Come, Auster, come Apeliota,
And see the faun in our garden.
But if you move or speak
This thing will run at you
And scare itself to spasms.'
The Faun
Ezra Pound
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Poem topics: pray, garden, speak, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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