Days

DAUGHTERS of Time the hypocritic Days  
Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes  
And marching single in an endless file  
Bring diadems and fagots in their hands.
 
To each they offer gifts after his will 5 
Bread kingdoms stars and sky that holds them all.
 
I in my pleach¨¨d garden watched the pomp  
Forgot my morning wishes hastily 
Took a few herbs and apples and the Day 
Turned and departed silent.
 I too late 10 
Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn.
 

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