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All night I lay upon the rocks	A
And now the dawn comes up this way	B
One great star trembling in her locks	A
Of rosy ray	B
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I can not tell the things I've seen	C
The things I've heard I dare not speak	D
The dawn is breaking gold and green	C
O'er vale and peak	D
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My soul hath kept its tryst again	E
With her as once in ages past	F
In that lost life I know not when	E
Which was my last	F
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When she was Dryad I was Faun	E
And lone we loved in Tempe's Vale	G
Where once we saw Endymion	E
Pass passion pale	G
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Where once we saw him clasp and meet	H
Among the pines with kiss on kiss	I
Moon breasted and most heavenly sweet	H
White Artemis	I
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Where often Bacchus borne we heard	J
The M nad shout wild revelling	D
And filled with witchraft past all word	J
The Limnad sing	D
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Bloom bodied 'mid the twilight trees	I
We saw the Oread who shone	E
Fair as a form Praxiteles	I
Carved out of stone	E
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And oft goat footed in a glade	K
We marked the Satyrs dance and great	L
Man muscled like the oaks that shade	K
Dodona's gate	L
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Fierce Centaurs hoof the torrent's bank	D
With wind swept manes or leap the crag	D
While swift the arrow in its flank	D
Swept by the stag	D
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And minnow white the Naiad there	M
We watched foam shouldered in her stream	N
Wringing the moisture from her hair	M
Of emerald gleam	N
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We saw the oak unclose and brown	E
Sap scented from its door of bark	D
The Hamadryad's form step down	E
Or crouching dark	D
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Within the oak's deep heart we felt	O
Her eyes that pierced the fibrous gloom	P
Her breath that was the nard we smelt	O
The wild perfume	P
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There is no flower that opens glad	Q
Soft eyes of dawn and sunset hue	R
As fair as the Limoniad	Q
We saw there too	Q
	-
That flow'r divinity rose born	E
Of sunlight and white dew whose blood	Q
Is fragrance and whose heart of morn	E
A crimson bud	Q
	-
There is no star that rises white	Q
To tip toe down the deeps of dusk	D
Sweet as the moony Nymphs of Night	Q
With breasts of musk	D
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We met among the mystery	S
And hush of forests where afar	T
We watched their hearts beat glimmeringly	G
Each heart a star	T
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There is no beam that rays the marge	U
Of mist that trails from cape to cape	V
From panther haunted gorge to gorge	W
Bright as the shape	V
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Of her the one Auloniad	Q
That born of wind and grassy gleams	I
Silvered upon our sight dim clad	Q
In foam of streams	I
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All all of these I saw again	E
Or dreamed I saw as there ah me	S
Upon the cliffs above the plain	E
In Thessaly	G
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I lay while Mount Olympus helmed	Q
Its brow with moon effulgence deep	X
And far below vague overwhelmed	Q
With reedy sleep	X
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Peneus flowed and murmuring sighed	Q
Meseemed for its dead gods whose ghosts	I
Through its dark forests seemed to glide	Q
In shadowy hosts	I
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'Mid whose pale shapes again I spoke	D
With her my soul as I divine	E
Dim 'neath some gnarled Olympian oak	D
Or Ossan pine	E
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Till down the slopes of heaven came	Y
Those daughters of the dawn the Hours	I
Clothed on with raiment blue of flame	Y
And crowned with flowers	I
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When she with whom my soul once more	Z
Had trysted limbed of light and air	M
Whom to my breast as oft of yore	Z
In Tempe there	M
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When she was Dryad I was Faun	E
I clasped and held and pressed and kissed	Q
Within my arms as broke the dawn	E
Became a mist	Q

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