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Nay move not Sit just as you are	A
Under the carved wings of the chair	B
The hearth glow sifting through your hair	B
Turns every dim pearl to a star	A
Dawn drowned in floods of brightening air	B
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I have been thinking of that night	C
When all the wide hall burst to blaze	D
With spears caught up thrust fifty ways	D
To find my throat while I lay white	C
And sick with joy to think the days	D
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I dragged out in your hateful North	E
A slave constrained at banquet's need	F
To fill the black bull's horns with mead	F
For drunken sea thieves were henceforth	E
Cast from me as a poison weed	F
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While Death thrust roses in my hands	G
But you who knew the flowers he had	H
Were no such roses ripe and glad	H
As nod in my far southern lands	G
But pallid things to make men sad	H
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Put back the spears with one calm hand	I
Raised on your knee my wondering head	J
Wiped off the trickling drops of red	J
From my torn forehead with a strand	I
Of your bright loosened hair and said	J
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Sea rovers would you kill a skald	J
This boy has hearkened Odin sing	K
Unto the clang and winnowing	K
Of raven's wings His heart is thralled	J
To music as to some strong king	K
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And this great thraldom works disdain	L
Of lesser serving Once release	M
These bonds he bears and he may please	N
To give you guerdon sweet as rain	L
To sailors calmed in thirsty seas	N
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Then having soothed their rage to rest	J
You led me to old Skagi's throne	O
Where yellow gold rims in the stone	O
And in my arms against my breast	J
Thrust his great harp of walrus bone	O
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How they came crowding tunes on tunes	P
How good it was to touch the strings	Q
And feel them thrill like happy things	Q
That flutter from the gray cocoons	P
On hedge rows in your gradual springs	Q
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All grew a blur before my sight	J
As when the stealthy white fog slips	R
At noonday on the staggering ships	R
I saw one single spot of light	J
Your white face with its eager lips	R
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And so I sang to that O thou	S
Who liftedst me from out my shame	T
Wert thou content when Skagi came	T
Put his own chaplet on my brow	S
And bent and kissed his own harp frame	T

William Vaughn Moody

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