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MOMENT IN MARBLE, by                    
First Line: I am a figure on the grecian urn
Last Line: How fares my kettle and my unlocked door.
Subject(s): Greece; Pottery And Potters; Greeks


I am a figure on the Grecian urn,
Not the pursued -- but one who loiters down
To the sacrifice, nor ever shall return
To the winding streets of that deserted town.
This brooding gold, the dusty roadside leaves,
Slow hours that drip as honey; one that stays,
Cheating to silence something that still grieves --
Summer suspended, motionless, ablaze!
So is the marble cut, and I content,
Shall never chafe at this eternity
Of bloom and hoof-mark and long grasses bent
By clover winds from fields I cannot see;
Nor shall I turn, look back or wonder more
How fares my kettle and my unlocked door.





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