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LOST TALISMAN
Those images of beauty
That once I did despise,
Now in my age I cherish
And clutch with miser's eyes.
Even for one frail blossom
I will make sacrifice.
That once I did despise,
Now in my age I cherish
And clutch with miser's eyes.
Even for one frail blossom
I will make sacrifice.
Once there were other treasures
I had, O strange to say,
Made dim those magic blossoms
And I cast them away.
I cast beauty from me
As a god child might in play.
I had, O strange to say,
Made dim those magic blossoms
And I cast them away.
I cast beauty from me
As a god child might in play.
O what was in the being
Of boyhood that could make
Beauty seem but a glimmer
That followed in the wake
Of some proud sails set sunward
On some enchanted lake?
Of boyhood that could make
Beauty seem but a glimmer
That followed in the wake
Of some proud sails set sunward
On some enchanted lake?
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