Poem: Phedre

上海龙凤shlf最新地址(To Sarah Bernhardt)

How vain and dull this common world must seem

To such a One as thou, who should'st have talked

上海龙凤shlf最新地址At Florence with Mirandola, or walked

Through the cool olives of the Academe:

Thou should'st have gathered reeds from a green stream

For Goat-foot Pan's shrill piping, and have played

上海龙凤shlf最新地址With the white girls in that Phaeacian glade

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Where grave Odysseus wakened from his dream.

Ah! surely once some urn of Attic clay

Held thy wan dust, and thou hast come again

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Back to this common world so dull and vain,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址For thou wert weary of the sunless day,

The heavy fields of scentless asphodel,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The loveless lips with which men kiss in Hell.