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Pine,
Rose and Fleur de Lis
by
Susie Frances Harrison
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VILLANELLE
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A
Girl’s idea of Greece.
Huge honeycombs,
rich dates,
Goats and the Golden Fleece;
Gods pretty much of a piece,
Jumbled
up with the Fates,
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| (A
girl’s idea of Greece!)
Ganymede Saturn’s niece,
Mercury
given to skates,
Goats and the Golden Fleece:
Drapery minus a crease,
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Dryads
polishing plates,
A girl’s idea of Greece!
Hush! Bid the clatter cease!
Lest
while the novice prates
Of Goats an the Golden Fleece,
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The halls of Girton release
The maid
who matriculates.
“A girl’s idea of Greece!
Goats
and the Golden Fleece!!!” |
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VILLANELLE
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Sprung from a sword-sheath fit for Mars,
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Straight
and sharp, of a gay glad green,
My jonquil lifts its yellow stars.
Barter, would I, for the dross of the Czars,
These
golden flowers and buds fifteen,
Sprung from a sward-sheath fit for Mars?
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Barter, would you, these scimitars,
Among
which lit by their light so keen
My jonquil lifts its yellow stars?
No, for the breast may burst its bars,
The
heart its shell, at sight of the sheen
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| Sprung
from a sword-sheath fit for Mars:
Miles away from the mad earth’s jars,
Beneath
a leafy and shining screen,
My jonquil lifts its yellow stars.
And I—self-scathèd with mortal scars,
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I
weep, when I see, in its radiant mien,
Sprung from a sword-sheath fit for Mars
My jonquil lift its yellow stars.
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