Pound, Ezra: ∆ὡpia
∆ὡpia (English)(Doria)
Be in me as the eternal moods of the bleak wind, and not As transient things are — gaiety of flowers. Have me in the strong loneliness of sunless cliffs And of gray waters. Let the gods speak softly of us In days hereafter, the shadowy flowers of Orcus Remember thee.
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