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I	A
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Just as my fingers on these keys	B
Make music so the self same sounds	C
On my spirit make a music too	D
Music is feeling then not sound	E
And thus it is that what I feel	F
Here in this room desiring you	D
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Thinking of your blue shadowed silk	G
Is music It is like the strain	H
Waked in the elders by Susanna	I
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Of a green evening clear and warm	J
She bathed in her still garden while	K
The red eyed elders watching felt	L
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The basses of their beings throb	M
In witching chords and their thin blood	N
Pulse pizzicati of Hosanna	I
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II	A
	-
In the green water clear and warm	J
Susanna lay	O
She searched	P
The touch of springs	Q
And found	E
Concealed imaginings	Q
She sighed	R
For so much melody	S
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Upon the bank she stood	T
In the cool	U
Of spent emotions	Q
She felt among the leaves	Q
The dew	D
Of old devotions	Q
	-
She walked upon the grass	Q
Still quavering	V
The winds were like her maids	Q
On timid feet	W
Fetching her woven scarves	Q
Yet wavering	V
	-
A breath upon her hand	X
Muted the night	Y
She turned	Z
A cymbal crashed	A2
Amid roaring horns	Q
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III	A
	-
Soon with a noise like tambourines	Q
Came her attendant Byzantines	Q
	-
They wondered why Susanna cried	R
Against the elders by her side	R
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And as they whispered the refrain	I
Was like a willow swept by rain	I
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Anon their lamps' uplifted flame	B2
Revealed Susanna and her shame	B2
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And then the simpering Byzantines	Q
Fled with a noise like tambourines	Q
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IV	-
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Beauty is momentary in the mind	C2
The fitful tracing of a portal	D2
But in the flesh it is immortal	D2
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The body dies the body's beauty lives	Q
So evenings die in their green going	V
A wave interminably flowing	V
So gardens die their meek breath scenting	V
The cowl of winter done repenting	V
So maidens die to the auroral	D2
Celebration of a maiden's choral	D2
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Susanna's music touched the bawdy strings	Q
Of those white elders but escaping	V
Left only Death's ironic scraping	V
Now in its immortality it plays	Q
On the clear viol of her memory	S
And makes a constant sacrament of praise	Q

Wallace Stevens

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