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These are the fires shall warm you now,
Sit and dream at them, dream and sigh;
These are the dead that cannot die.
Sit and dream at them, dream and sigh;
These are the dead that cannot die.
Fires are meant to leap and fade.
Who are you to rule otherwise,
Monarchs with madness in your eyes?
Who are you to rule otherwise,
Monarchs with madness in your eyes?
Who are you to challenge change?
What, would you carve love's wings in stone?
Fling them your sky! Their course is their own!
What, would you carve love's wings in stone?
Fling them your sky! Their course is their own!
Grieving impetuous passionate two—
Here was a feast on the white cloth spread,
Love was the wine, and liking the bread.
Here was a feast on the white cloth spread,
Love was the wine, and liking the bread.
You drank and drank, but you ate no crumb;
Love was the wine, but ah, the bread,
Had you dipped it deep in the cup instead.
Love was the wine, but ah, the bread,
Had you dipped it deep in the cup instead.
Pale-lipped lovers that taste the lees,
Dull, undrinkable, stale and flat,
How the good crust had sweetened these—
Pity you never thought of that!
Dull, undrinkable, stale and flat,
How the good crust had sweetened these—
Pity you never thought of that!
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