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BALLADE OF THE DEAD FACE THAT NEVER DIES, by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE Poet's Biography First Line: The peril of fair faces all his days Last Line: Beware of the dead face that never dies. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
THE peril of fair faces all his days No man shall 'scape: be it for joy or woe, Each is the thrall of some predestined face Divinely doomed to work his overthrow, Transiently fair, as flowers in gardens blow, Then fade, and charm no more our listless eyes; But some fair faces ever fairer grow -- Beware of the dead face that never dies. No snare young beauty for thy manhood lays, No honeyed kiss the girls of Paphos know, Shall hold thee as the silent smiling ways Of her that went -- yet only seemed to go -- With April blossoms and with last year's snow; Each year she comes again in subtler guise, And beckons us to her green bed below -- Beware of the dead face that never dies. The living fade before her lunar gaze, Her phantom youth their ruddy veins out-glow, She lays cold fingers on the lips that praise Aught save her lovely face of long ago; Oblivious poppies all in vain we sow Before the opening gates of Paradise; There shalt thou find her pacing to and fro -- Beware of the dead face that never dies. ENVOI Prince, take thy fill of love, for even so Sad men grow happy and no other wise; But love the quick -- and as thy mortal foe Beware of the dead face that never dies. | Other Poems of Interest...NEW SEASON by MICHAEL S. HARPER THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD A BALLAD OF LONDON (TO H.W. MASSINGHAM) by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE |
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