Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO SARAH BERNHARDT, by EDMOND ROSTAND


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First Line: In this scarred age thine own is beauty's bust
Last Line: The lips of shakespeare on thy fingers press.
Subject(s): Beauty; Bernhardt, Sarah (1844-1923); Courts & Courtiers; Grief; Sorrow; Sadness


IN this scarred age thine own is Beauty's bust
Should'st thou bear sword or lily, or from stair
Descend, or bind a band about thy hair,
Queen of Romance, evoking flowers from dust.
But for thy token Mirth were robed in rust.
Speak -- all the muses wake. Die, and Despair
Lives ever. Arms of dream or fleshly glare
Encircle us. Thy Phaedra wakes our lust.

All fain to suffer, every heart adheres
To thy sad heart, for we have seen thy tears
And all our sorrows streaming down thy cheeks.
And, Sarah, O benignant Sorceress,
Thou too must feel, whenas thy genius speaks,
The lips of Shakespeare on thy fingers press.





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