Lyrics (Classic Reprint)

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Excerpt from Lyrics Prelude Pause for a little, Summer, and forget How few the hours 'twixt sunrise and sunset! How fugitive thy kingdom, and how soon Thy crescent swells to the gold harvest moon, And how with faded flowers are strewn thy ways: Grant us one perfect day of all thy days! Golden, as only thou canst well devise, Coloured and sumptuous as peacocks' eyes! A day of unstained lustre, without fleck, Like a pearl hung round Aphrodite's neck - That we may, peradventure, crush therefrom The essence of thy beauty: sun and storm And shadows and wild scents - all palpitating For the hour only. Lo! thou art a thing Pagan and unremembering. For a while Charge us with the full magic of thy smile, And in some haunted place, where the full stream Murmurs and laughs, like music in a dream, Through ferns, and noiseless over the green earth slips, Sit mocking us - thy pipes pressed to thy lips, Those perverse pipes which lure men's feet to stray From the ancient safety of the straight highway, To worship on some perilous hillside That loveliness which perished when Pan died. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.