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First Line: They walk not softly, women who have known
Last Line: This being the way of gods...Should I not know?
Subject(s): War


They walk not softly, women who have known
The intimacy of the god. Their eyes
Burn sultry through the dark like tropic skies;
For they have felt the sunrise, they alone
The quicksand's strangling sorcery, and the drone
Of worlds upon their courses underlies
The music of their pulse. The world-song dies
Within them, they the ultimate overtone.

They are not lonely any more. The spell
Great lovers use, their secret, is but this:
So strange the first, so natural every kiss:
Quietly with the mighty rhythms flow,
At home with love, as music haunts the shell,
This being the way of gods...Should I not know?





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