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Pine,
Rose and Fleur de Lis
by
Susie Frances Harrison
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THEOCRITUS
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Lives
there none other I would see
Within
this boat along with us,
’Tis perfect now with you and me.
Pagan, Protestant, bond or free—
Unless
it were Theocritus—
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there none other I would see,
And he is dead—it may not be—
Yet
he had not been frivolous—
’Tis perfect now with you and me.
He had enjoyed it much, had he,
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And
envied us our exodus.
Lives there none other I would see,
Making the doubtful number three,
Proving
perhaps, an incubus—
’Tis perfect now with you and me.
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The “Singer of Persephone”—
He might
have loved to voyage thus,
Lives there none other I would see,
’Tis perfect now with you and me.
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