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Once Pan, the God of mischief and of mirth,
Conceived a plan the mortals to dismay.
Argatos bred the saddest folk on earth.
It's there they say the men complained all day.
So Pan their prayers...
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I've sworn off holidays.
The treat's the trick.
Renewed resolve caves in
with each excuse.
From racing year to year,
I'm dizzy, sick.
Red hearts, green beer, brown eggs
try to seduce me
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The ghosts come out to meet me
from their sleep.
Not as my parents
do they watch the door,
but from each photo's frozen face
they peep and haunt the habits
I can wear no more.
They summon...
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When players
know their instruments so well
that thought is act
and both of them are one
or when impassioned poets
in a spell hear chanting faster
than a pen can run
or when an artist
in a...
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lxix
When they approached they knocked upon the gate.
The agèd Porter asked, "Who are you two
Who dare to call on us. You know it's late."
Etain cried out, "We'll sing and play for...
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They rose and hand in hand toward home went on their way.
lxv
They knew they wouldn't find that grafted tree
When first the cherry orchard came at hand.
But what a shock! No, how...
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Alas, when he arose he saw a stream
Instead of Lethe. He tried to understand.
He saw a rock. He cried, "Was it a dream?"
Of Orpheus he thought. His cry rose to a scream!
lviii
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liii
They hurried swiftly through the open gate.
Their hearts beat fast. They panted wet with sweat.
Thought it was scarcely safe, they couldn't wait.
They laughed and hugged. His lips...
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Unbound
(Eve Was a Poet)
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)
The chains of his own making,
of his own fears...
Rattle in their comfortable discomfort.
Awoken...
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xlviii
"I wish that woman lying there, Etain,
May have a wish." The monarch's wrath rose sore!
Although his rule he knew he must maintain
The Queen's disdain he didn't dare ignore.
He...
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