Wild honey from various thyme By Michael Field [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper] |
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GREEN LIZARD SONNET
O Love, the transformations thou hast given!Love, through all transformations I believe.
The Jove that I have seen casting his levin
I wear as a green lizard on my sleeve...
Love, Love! Can'st thou take on such utter dearth,
Nor lovely as the moon in lapse of powers,
Nor burning frangipanni at the hearth,
Nor with soft incense incensing the hours?
Wear any mask, so thine eyes pierce the shaft,
Or turn thee wailing to thy Genius:
Sighs are there that to me thou can'st not waft,
Imaginations, hopes that must divide—
Yet, as thou art a god, interpret wide!
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