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So pulse and pulse thou rhythmic hearted Noon	A
That liest large limbed curved along the hills	B
In languid palpitation half a swoon	A
With ardors and sun loves and subtle thrills	B
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Throb Beautiful while the fervent hours exhale	C
As kisses faint blown from thy finger tips	D
Up to the sun that turn him passion pale	C
And then as red as any virgin's lips	D
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O tender Darkness when June day hath ceased	E
Faint Odor from the day flower's crushing born	F
Dim visible Sigh out of the mournful East	E
That cannot see her lord again till morn	F
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And many leaves broad palmed towards the sky	G
To catch the sacred raining of star light	H
And pallid petals fain all fain to die	G
Soul stung by too keen passion of the night	H
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And short breath'd winds under yon gracious moon	A
Doing mild errands for mild violets	I
Or carrying sighs from the red lips of June	A
What aimless way the odor current sets	J
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And stars ringed glittering in whorls and bells	K
Or bent along the sky in looped star sprays	L
Or vine wound with bright grapes in panicles	L
Or bramble tangled in a sweetest maze	L
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Or lying like young lilies in a lake	M
About the great white Lotus of the moon	A
Or blown and drifted as if winds should shake	M
Star blossoms down from silver stems too soon	A
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Or budding thick about full open stars	L
Or clambering shyly up cloud lattices	L
Or trampled pale in the red path of Mars	L
Or trim set in quaint gardener's fantasies	L
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And long June night sounds crooned among the leaves	L
And whispered confidence of dark and green	N
And murmurs in old moss about old eaves	L
And tinklings floating over water sheen	N
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Then he that wrote laid down his pen and sighed	O
And straightway came old Scorn and Bitterness	L
Like Hunnish kings out of the barbarous land	P
And camped upon the transient Italy	Q
That he had dreamed to blossom in his soul	R
I'll date this dream he said so 'Given these	L
On this the coldest night in all the year	S
From this the meanest garret in the world	T
In this the greatest city in the land	P
To you the richest folk this side of death	U
By one the hungriest poet under heaven	V
Writ while his candle sputtered in the gust	W
And while his last last ember died of cold	X
And while the mortal ice i' the air made free	Q
Of all his bones and bit and shrunk his heart	Y
And while soft Luxury made show to strike	Z
Her gloved hands together and to smile	A2
What time her weary feet unconsciously	Q
Trode wheels that lifted Avarice to power	B2
And while moreover O thou God thou God	C2
His worshipful sweet wife sat still afar	D2
Within the village whence she sent him forth	E2
Into the town to make his name and fame	F2
Waiting all confident and proud and calm	G2
Till he should make for her his name and fame	F2
Waiting O Christ how keen this cuts large eyed	O
With Baby Charley till her husband make	M
For her and him a poet's name and fame '	-
Read me he cried and rose and stamped his foot	H2
Impatiently at Heaven read me this	L
Putting th' inquiry full in the face of God	C2
Why can we poets dream us beauty so	L
But cannot dream us bread Why now can I	G
Make aye create this fervid throbbing June	A
Out of the chill chill matter of my soul	R
Yet cannot make a poorest penny loaf	I2
Out of this same chill matter no not one	V
For Mary though she starved upon my breast	J2
And then he fell upon his couch and sobbed	K2
And late just when his heart leaned o'er	B2
The very edge of breaking fain to fall	L2
God sent him sleep	M2
There came his room fellow	L
Stout Dick the painter saw the written dream	N2
Read scratched his curly pate smiled winked fell on	O2
The poem in big hearted comic rage	P2
Quick folded thrust in envelope addressed	J2
To him the critic god that sitteth grim	Q2
And giant grisly on the stone causeway	R2
That leadeth to his magazine and fame	F2
Him by due mail the little Dream of June	A
Encountered growling and at unawares	L
Stole in upon his poem battered soul	R
So that he smiled then shook his head upon 't	J2
Then growled then smiled again till at the last	J2
As one that deadly sinned against his will	S2
He writ upon the margin of the Dream	N2
A wondrous wondrous word that in a day	J2
Did turn the fleeting song to very bread	J2
Whereat Dick Painter leapt the poet wept	J2
And Mary slept with happy drops a gleam	N2
Upon long lashes of her serene eyes	L
From twentieth reading of her poet's news	L
Quick sent O sweet my Sweet to dream is power	B2
And I can dream thee bread and dream thee wine	T2
And I will dream thee robes and gems dear Love	U2
To clothe thy holy loveliness withal	S2
And I will dream thee here to live by me	Q
Thee and my little man thou hold'st at breast	J2
Come Name come Fame and kiss my Sweetheart's feet	J2
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Georgia	V2

Sidney Lanier

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