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First Line: She sits upon my bed at dusk, unsought
Last Line: Finding their strength in conflict's tortured hour.
Subject(s): Egypt; Sphinx


She sits upon my bed at dusk, unsought,
And makes my soul obedient to her will,
And in the twilight, still as dreams are still,
Her pupils narrow to bright threads that thrill
About the sensuous windings of her thought.

And on the neighboring couch, spread crepitant,
The pointed-patterned, pale narcissus fling
Their hands toward the pillow, where yet cling
His kisses, and the dreams thence blossoming,—
On the white beds a sweet and swooning scent.

The smiling moonwoman dips in cloudy swells,
And my wan, suffering psyches know new power,
Finding their strength in conflict's tortured hour.





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