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I
The sleepless Hours who watch me as I lie,
Curtained with star-inwoven tapestries,
From the broad moonlight of the sky,

We cannot know his legendary headwith eyes like ripening fruit
And yet his torsois still suffused with brilliance from inside,like a lamp, in which his gaze, now turned to low,gleams in all its power
Otherwisethe curved breast could not ...

Have you supped at the Inn of Apollo,
While the last light fades from the West
Has the Lord of the Sun, at the world's end,
Poured you his ripest and best