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AN ANTIQUE MUSICK, by                    
First Line: Eyelids that lift like amethyst
Last Line: To bid me go.
Subject(s): Music & Musicians


Eyelids that lift like amethyst
On far-off islands seen at sea,
Apollo loved and, leaving, kissed
To ecstasy.

Eyes darkly opening as death,
And, opened, dimming all the day;
'Tis they have sucked my little breath
And soul away.

Since that I've dreamed behind them hides
Acknowledgment of glad defeat,
That in their threat such hope abides
As makes them sweet.

But when I'd gather in the gleams,
They fade like starlight in the dawn,
And all the substance of my dreams
Is sadly gone.

Eyes, eyes that turned Life's water wine,
Pay me that promise that you owe
Or let your lashes give the sign
To bid me go.





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