. The palace beautiful : and other poems . nsomely bend;Cuttingly cruel comes consuming Care,Dealing delusions, drivelry, despair. Empty endeavor enervately eiids,Fancy forlornly feigns forgotten friends;Gout, grimly griping, gluttonously great,Hastens humanitys hard-hearted hate. Intentions imbecile invent ideasJustly jocunding jolly jokers jeers:Knowledge—keen kingdom knurlyably known—Lingers, lamenting lifes long lasting loan. Mammonly mumming, magnifying motes,Nurtures numb Natures narrowest nursery notes,Opens old Ogres odious offering out—Peevish punctilio, parrot-pining pout. 28 AGE BLU
. The palace beautiful : and other poems . nsomely bend;Cuttingly cruel comes consuming Care,Dealing delusions, drivelry, despair. Empty endeavor enervately eiids,Fancy forlornly feigns forgotten friends;Gout, grimly griping, gluttonously great,Hastens humanitys hard-hearted hate. Intentions imbecile invent ideasJustly jocunding jolly jokers jeers:Knowledge—keen kingdom knurlyably known—Lingers, lamenting lifes long lasting loan. Mammonly mumming, magnifying motes,Nurtures numb Natures narrowest nursery notes,Opens old Ogres odious offering out—Peevish punctilio, parrot-pining pout. 28 AGE BLUNTLY CONSIDERED. Qualmishly querying, quarrelsomely quaint,Rousing rife ridicules repealed restraint;Speaking soft silliness—sucli shallow show,That tottering toysters, tickled, titter too. Useless, ungainly, unbelovd, unblest,Virtues vague visor, vices veiling vest,Wheezingly whimpering, wanting wisdom, wit,Xistence, Xigent, Xclaims—Xit! Youths, youre yclept youths youngest; yet youll yieldZestless zig-zaggers, zanyable ASPASIA. TINDER the branches whose blossoms are fire, Gathering thrones in her glances—Queen of the lilies that nod to the rose, Catching its color by chances;Treading a universe under her feet, Lo! where the goddess advances. Pearls are asleep in the waves of her hair,Gems on her bosom are dreaming; And from the smouldering worlds of her eyesGlories of ruin are gleaming— Glories that glow from the ashes of hearts,With a smile over them beamino-! Rich is the fabric that falls to her feet. Rare are its labyrinth laces;Deep in their brightness the jewels her heart Throbs into meteor races,Each in its beauty the torch of a grace, Lighting the temple of graces. 30 ASPASIA. This is her Court in the Kingdom of Night,Princes are bending before her; Nobles and warriors wall her around,Ready to serve and adore her; Even the sage breathes the incense of loveCast by her majesty oer her. Is she not sanctified ? Mark how the priest,^Heedless of all th
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