Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, EXTRACTS FROM LUCIENNE: 24, by PAUL FORT


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EXTRACTS FROM LUCIENNE: 24, by                    
First Line: This morn in the lily a bee doth sing: upon your finger chants a ring
Last Line: Bosom sings my kiss.
Subject(s): Love; Singing & Singers; Songs


"This morn in the lily a bee doth sing: upon your finger chants a ring. From the
forget-me-nots bird-song flashes: your brown eye laughs at me 'neath its lashes.

'Tis thus I sing to you words without significance, sweet phrases that
intoxicate preparing, as I lull you in my arms -- my charms being words so pure
you would say that they were silence, which reassure you, nonchalant one, which
reassure you of your lover's daring.

"The moon's in the pool, in the rushes cool . . . like a bee in heaven the
bright sun is . . . the cuckoo's refrains ring once and again. -- To your white
bosom sings my kiss.





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