Beauty

As a sword in the sun
A glory calling a glory
Our eyes, seeing it run,
Capture its gleam for our story.

Singer, marvellous gleam
Dancing in splendid light,
Here you have brought us our dream
Ah, but its stay is its flight !

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Isaac Rosenberg

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