Earthly Things and Earthly Men
Look not into the gilded eye today
Nor sip sweet drops from the giggling waters
That shatter boulders as they laugh, they play
But shape themselves to weak land still later
See not the sweet face there beneath your eyes
Nor taste spice from the lips that kiss my own
For what man can see with no sluttish lies
The world that tears can never hope to drown
And what foolish streams, strong as they are weak
Run deep as do the shadows in those caves
For gods themselves could not know what you seek
And kings to you bow as if lowly slaves
But earthly things and earthly men can bear
No strength, no skill, to see your mind so fair.
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