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Antinous

She smiled, and said with soft disdain, "His statue cannot see or hear:
If you should kneel forever, dear, he would not know, you kneel in vain."

Yet all night long, oh, my Desire, I watched beside you, pale and dumb;
And now the silver Dawn has come: the sky is stained with scarlet fire.

The faint light widens to fair day round a white statue: the birds sing,
But you will never wake, my King, though love should kiss your lips away.

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