Modern Beauty
Arthur Symons
1865 to 1945
Track 1
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The sorrow of the world, and on my lips
Of Beauty, and I burn that all may see
But live with that clear light of perfect fire
I am Yseult and Helen, I have seen
The torch, but where's the moth that still dares die?
Which is to men the death of their desire.
Troy burn, and the most loving knight lie dead.
The world has been my mirror, time has been
Yet now the day is darkened with eclipse:
Beauty, and I have neither joy nor shame,
I am the torch, she saith, and what to me
Who is there still lives for beauty? Still am I
The joy of life, mingle to make me wise;
Love's poor few words, before my image there.
Age after age, in rapture and despair,
If the moth die of me? I am the flame
I live, and am immortal; in my eyes
My breath upon the glass; and men have said,
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