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The Queen's Song

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Had I the power     To Midas given of old     To touch a flower     And leave the petals gold     I then might touch thy face,     Delightful boy,     And leave a metal grace,     A graven joy.     Thus would I slay, -     Ah, desperate device!     The vital day     That trembles in thine eyes,     And let the red lips close     Which sang so well,     And drive away the rose     To leave a shell.     Then I myself,     Rising austere and dumb     On the hight shelf     Of my half-lighted room,     Would place the shining bust     And wait alone,     Until I was but dust,     Buried unknown.     Thus in my love     For nations yet unborn,     I would remove     From our two lives the morn,     And muse on loveliness     In mine armchair,     Content should Time confess     How sweet you were.

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