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GREEK FRAGMENTS
These arching feet that trip their shattered dance,
This satyr's mocking mouth, the tumbled scroll,
Straight thigh of boy, strong hand upon the lance:
If these be fragments, tell me, what is whole?
This satyr's mocking mouth, the tumbled scroll,
Straight thigh of boy, strong hand upon the lance:
If these be fragments, tell me, what is whole?
OLIVE TREE
Moonlight is always on its leaves;
At noon there is a midnight air
About its branches, that deceives
Lovers who chance to wander there.
At noon there is a midnight air
About its branches, that deceives
Lovers who chance to wander there.
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