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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PANNYRA OF THE GOLDEN HEEL, by ALBERT SAMAIN Poet's Biography First Line: The revel pauses and the room is still Last Line: Pannyra naked in a flash divine! | |||
The revel pauses and the room is still: The silver flute invites her with a trill, And, buried in her great veils fold on fold, Rises to dance Pannyra, Heel of Gold. Her light steps cross; her subtle arm impels The clinging drapery; it shrinks and swells, Hollows and floats, and bursts into a whirl: She is a flower, a moth, a flaming girl. All lips are silent; eyes are all in trance: She slowly wakes the madness of the dance, Windy and wild the golden torches burn, She turns, and swifter yet she tries to turn, Then stops: a sudden marble stiff she stands. The veil that round her coiled its spiral bands, Checked in its course, brings all its folds to rest, And clinging to bright limb and pointed breast Shows, as beneath silk waters woven fine. Pannyra naked in a flash divine! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PANNYRA OF THE GOLDEN HEELS by ALBERT SAMAIN PANNYRE OF THE GOLDEN HEELS by ALBERT SAMAIN CELSUS AT HADRIAN'S VILLA by EDGAR LEE MASTERS UPON HIS PICTURE by THOMAS RANDOLPH SONG (10) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |
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