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Hilda Doolittle (Хильда Дулитл) At Eleusis What they did, they did for Dionysos, for ecstasy’s sake: now take the basket, think; think of the moment you count most foul in your life; conjure it, supplicate, pray to it; your face is bleak, you retract, you dare not remember it: stop; it is too late. the next stands by the altar step, a child’s face yet not innocent, it will prove adequate, but you, I could have spelt your peril at the gate, yet for your mind’s sake, though you could not enter, wait. What they did, they did for Dionysos, for ecstasy’s sake: Now take the basket basket-- (ah face in a dream, did I not know your heart, I would falter, for each that fares onward is my child; ah can you wonder that my hands shake, that my knees tremble, I a mortal, set in the goddess’ place?) Hilda Doolittle's other poems: Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием): ![]() Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1189 |
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