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Arthur Symons - The Woman In The Moon
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A naked youth adores the mocking Sun, 
With a woman`s sidelong eyes and lips, 
Before unto the formless Sea he dips. 
The dark girl has the weariness of one 
Who, after being satiated, is not won; 
He, with some fever in his finger-tips, 
Urges the fever in the girl who strips 
Her body naked. Sinister, alone, 
The dishevelled seaweed shifts under their feet; 
Upon the margin of the moonless sea 
What shall the end be of their agony? 
He to Salome: “It is the moon we see, 
And not the Sun. O moon`s maiden, O cheat, 
The globe of the Earth, fruit from a fruitless Tree!”
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