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MIMMA BELLA; IN MEMORY OF A LITTLE LIFE: 20, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: What essences from idumean palm
Last Line: Obliterate the rolls of human fame.
Subject(s): Death - Children; Death - Babies


What essences from Idumean palm,
What ambergris, what sacerdotal wine,
What Arab myrrh, what spikenard would be thine,
If I could swathe thy memory in such balm!

Oh, for wrecked gold, from depths for ever calm,
To fashion for thy name a fretted shrine;
Oh, for strange gems, still locked in virgin mine,
To stud the pyx, where thought would bring sweet psalm!

I have but this small rosary of rhyme, --
No rubies but heart's drops, no pearls but tears,
To lay upon the altar of thy name,

O Mimma Bella; -- on the shrine that Time
Makes ever holier for the soul, while years
Obliterate the rolls of human fame.





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