Posts Tagged ‘Greek’


Lull me to sleep, ye winds, whose fitful sound
Seems from some faint Aeolian harp-string caught;
Seal up the hundred wakeful eyes of thought
As Hermes with his lyre in sleep profound
The hundred wakeful eyes of Argus bound;
For I am weary, and am overwrought
With too much toil, with too much care distraught,
And with the iron crown of anguish crowned.
Lay thy soft hand upon my brow and cheek,
O peaceful Sleep! until from pain released
I breathe again uninterrupted breath!
Ah, with what subtle meaning did the Greek
Call thee the lesser mystery at the feast
Whereof the greater mystery is death!


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The butterfly the ancient Grecians made
The soul’s fair emblem, and its only name –
But of the soul, escaped the slavish trade
Of mortal life! – for in this earthly frame
Ours is the reptile’s lot, much toil, much blame,
And to deform and kill the things whereon we feed.


photo by Kevin Tuck at http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/mxMKU6S/Blue+butterfly


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Absolute knowledge I have none,
But my niece’s washerwoman’s son
Heard a policeman on his beat
Say to a laborer in the street
That he had a letter last week
Written in the finest Greek,
From a Chinese coolie in Timbuctoo,
Who said that the citizens in Cuba knew
Of a young man in a Texas town,
Who got it straight from a circus clown,
That a man in the Klondike heard the news
From a gang of South American Jews,
Who heard of a society female rake,
Whose mother-in-law will undertake
To prove that her husband’s sister knows,
As stated in a printed piece,
That she has son, who has a friend
Who knows when the war is going to end!

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