Norodul fierbe... Glasuri, tunet,
Cântari si din chimvaluri sunet,
Verdeata primprejur si flori,
Iar printre stâlpi, pe la usori,
Perdele-n tesaturi frumoase,
T;esute din matasuri groase,
Curti, minunat împodobite...
Cristaluri, vase .....
Zadarnic, artiste, te crezi ziditor plasmuirilor tale!
Ele-n veci s-au purtat pe deasupra de ochi nevazute.
Nu, nu Phidias-naltat-a vestitul Zeves Olympanul;
El oare datu-i-a fruntea si coama aceea de leu,
Buna privire domneasca din fulgerul genelor aspre?
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How sweet it were, hearing the downward stream,
With half-shut eyes ever to seem
Falling asleep in a half-dream!
To dream and dream, like yonder amber light,
Which will not leave the myrrh-bush on the height;
To hear each others whisperd speech;
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Dark house, by which once more I stand
Here in the long unlovely street.
Doors, where my heart was used to beat
So quickly, waiting for a hand.
A hand that can be clasped no more
Behold me, for I cannot sleep,
And like a guilty thing I .....
The rain had fallen, the Poet arose,
He passed by the town, and out of the street,
A light wind blew from the gates of the sun,
And waves of shadow went over the wheat,
And he set him down in a lonely place,
And chanted a melody loud and sweet,
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Light, so low upon earth,
You send a flash to the sun.
Here is the golden close of love,
All my wooing is done.
Oh, the woods and the meadows,
Woods where we hid from the wet,
Stiles where we stay'd to be kind,
Meadows in which we .....