Classic Poem

When Beauty and Beauty meet
— All naked, fair to fair,
The earth is crying-sweet,
— And scattering-bright the air,
Eddying, dizzying, closing round,
— With soft and drunken laughter;
Veiling all that may befall
— After — after —

Where Beauty and Beauty met,
— Earth's still a-tremble there,
And winds are scented yet,
— And memory-soft the air,
Bosoming, folding glints of light,
— And shreds of shadowy laughter;
Not the tears that fill the years
— After — after —

When Beauty and Beauty meet
— All naked, fair to fair,
The earth is crying-sweet,
— And scattering-bright the air,
Eddying, dizzying, closing round,
— With soft and drunken laughter;
Veiling all that may befall
— After — after —

Where Beauty and Beauty met,
— Earth's still a-tremble there,
And winds are scented yet,
— And memory-soft the air,
Bosoming, folding glints of light,
— And shreds of shadowy laughter;
Not the tears that fill the years
— After — after —

When Beauty and Beauty meet
— All naked, fair to fair,
The earth is crying-sweet,
— And scattering-bright the air,
Eddying, dizzying, closing round,
— With soft and drunken laughter;
Veiling all that may befall
— After — after —

Where Beauty and Beauty met,
— Earth's still a-tremble there,
And winds are scented yet,
— And memory-soft the air,
Bosoming, folding glints of light,
— And shreds of shadowy laughter;
Not the tears that fill the years