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One Hundred Lyrics XXXVIII

One Hundred Lyrics XXXVIII

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One Hundred Lyrics XXXVIII

Will not men remember us
In the days to come hereafter,--
Thy warm-coloured loving beauty
And my love for thee?

Thou, the hyacinth that grows 5
By a quiet-running river;
I, the watery reflection
And the broken gleam.

One Hundred Lyrics XXXIX

I grow weary of the foreign cities,
The sea travel and the stranger peoples.
Even the clear voice of hardy fortune
Dares me not as once on brave adventure.

For the heart of man must seek and wander, 5
Ask and question and discover knowledge;
Yet above all goodly things is wisdom,
And love greater than all understanding.

So, a mariner, I long for land-fall,--
When a darker purple on the sea-rim, 10
O'er the prow uplifted, shall be Lesbos
And the gleaming towers of Mitylene.
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One Hundred Lyrics XXXVIII

One Hundred Lyrics XXXVIII

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