Руперт Брук (Rupert Chawner Brooke)

Beauty and Beauty

 When Beauty and Beauty meet
   All naked, fair to fair,
 The earth is crying-sweet,
   And scattering-bright the air,
 Eddying, dizzying, closing round,
   With soft and drunken laughter;
 Veiling all that may befall
   After--after--

 Where Beauty and Beauty met,
   Earth's still a-tremble there,
 And winds are scented yet,
   And memory-soft the air,
 Bosoming, folding glints of light,
   And shreds of shadowy laughter;
 Not the tears that fill the years
   After--after--

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