Cleopatra (Clark Ashton Smith Poems)
Thy beauty is the warmth and languor of an orient autumn,Caressing all the senses-With light from skies of heavy azure,With ...
Thy beauty is the warmth and languor of an orient autumn,Caressing all the senses-With light from skies of heavy azure,With ...
Thy beauty is the warmth and languor of an orient autumn,Caressing all the senses-With light from skies of heavy azure,With ...
Chryselephantine, clear as carven name,Before my gaze thy soul's eidolon stands,As on the threshold of the frozen landsA frozen sun ...
Supreme with night, what high mysteriarch-The undreamt-of god beyond the trinal noonOf elder suns empyreal-past the moonCircling some wild world ...
Lightly kiss and lightly passEre the sleeping Love shall wake;Nimble-footed, lean and takeBlossoms from a blind morass.Past the dragon coiled ...
The thought of death to meIs like a well in some oasis dim-Cool-hidden, hushed, and hidden gratefullyAmong the palms asleepAt ...
Sleep is a pathless labyrinth,Dark to the gaze of moons and suns,Through which the exile clue of dreams,A gossamer thread, ...
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