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"No water so still as thedead fountains of Versailles." No swan,with swart blind look askanceand gondoliering legs, so fineas the chinz china one with fawn-brown eyes and toothed goldcollar on to show whose bird it was.
Lodged in the Louis Fifteenthcandelabrum-tree of cockscomb-tinted buttons, dahlias,sea-urchins, and everlastings,it perches on the branching foamof polished sculpturedflowers—at ease and tall.
The king is dead.
Marianne Moore
Marianne Craig Moore (November 15, 1887 – February 5, 1972) was an American modernist poet, critic, translator, and editor. Her poetry is noted
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