On 24 Aug 2010 16:31:01 -0500, Morpheus <Morpheus@dreamland.com>
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>I'm going to post some of these poems from time to time.
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>They are from a collection I saved from years ago (pre the Fort, I think)
>from a person posting as "Ianthe".
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>I really don't know anything about him except he posted a lot of poetry and
>small literary pieces and I saved a lot of it.
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>Perhaps some of the other long-time followers of these groups knows more
>about the person, Ianthe.
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>To Youth
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> Where art thou gone, light-ankled youth ?
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> With wing at either shoulder,
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> And smile that never left thy mouth
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> Until the hours grew colder:
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> Then somewhat seem'd to whisper near
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> That thou and I must part;
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> I doubted it; I felt no fear,
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> No weight upon my heart:
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> If aught befell it, Love was by
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> And rolled it off again;
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> So, if there ever was a sigh,
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> 'Twas not a sigh of pain.
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> I may not call thee back; but thou
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> Returnest, when the hand
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> Of gentle sleep waves o'er my brow
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> His poppy-crested wand;
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> Then smiling eyes bend over mine,
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> Then lips once prest invite;
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> But sleep hath given a silent sign
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> And both, alas!, take flight.
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> Walter Savage Landor.
Dear Morpheus,
Hmm. "Light-ankled youth?"
Ha!
An interesting turn of phrase ... but does it work? I'll have to read
up on Mr. Landor a bit to find the inspiration of such word-pairings!
If you don't mind, I'd like to collect these as you post them.
I may wish to use them in another video presentation.
As soon as I can choose a program better than WMM. I am considering
ProShow Gold.
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God Save the Queen.
God Bless the Prince of Wales.
God Preserve the Windsors.
Rule Britannia!
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