Priapus And the Pool
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. .
But alas, there is nothing new.
The room is the same, the same, there has been no change, The table, the chairs are the same.
Nothing has altered, nothing is singing and strange.
No hover of light or flame ; And the walls have not, as in an illusion of spring.
Blossomed, nor the oaken chair Put forth pale leaves, nor is there a bird to sing In the mystically widened air.
Yet if you had come, and stood for an instant dreaming, And thought my name and gone.
Leaving behind you hardly a stir of... seeming, I should no less have known.
For this would have been no longer the hated room Whose walls imprison me now, But the infinite heavens, and one white bough in bloom.
And a bird to sing on the bough.
IX Dante, walking once by the muddy river, Watched the inscrutable angel pass him by, Shutting her flower-like heart . . . He turned his torment To torture of a world let slowly die.
But I shall hide my torment like a fever Within my breast, rejoicing when it feeds Upon my heart ; then only being certain I live, when most my weak heart burns and bleeds.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
. .
But alas, there is nothing new.
The room is the same, the same, there has been no change, The table, the chairs are the same.
Nothing has altered, nothing is singing and strange.
No hover of light or flame ; And the walls have not, as in an illusion of spring.
Blossomed, nor the oaken chair Put forth pale leaves, nor is there a bird to sing In the mystically widened air.
Yet if you had come, and stood for an instant dreaming, And thought my name and gone.
Leaving behind you hardly a stir of... seeming, I should no less have known.
For this would have been no longer the hated room Whose walls imprison me now, But the infinite heavens, and one white bough in bloom.
And a bird to sing on the bough.
IX Dante, walking once by the muddy river, Watched the inscrutable angel pass him by, Shutting her flower-like heart . . . He turned his torment To torture of a world let slowly die.
But I shall hide my torment like a fever Within my breast, rejoicing when it feeds Upon my heart ; then only being certain I live, when most my weak heart burns and bleeds.
What to read after Priapus And the Pool?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Aiken Conrad to read onlineMoreLess
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