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A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paolo And Francesca

As Hermes once took to his feathers light, When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept, So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright So played, so charmed, so conquered, so bereft The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes; And seeing it asleep, so fled away, Not to pure Ida with its snow-cold skies, Nor unto Tempe, where Jove grieved a day; But to that second circle of sad Hell, Where in the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw, Pale were the lips I kissed, and fair the form I floated with, about that melancholy storm.

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Date: 12/31/2015 9:40:00 PM
Rahul, enjoyed reading your tonight. Hope to see you active this coming year. Goodbye, 2015 --- Hello 2016. God Bless. SKAT
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Date: 10/22/2011 5:53:00 PM
You have a lot of talent, I'm looking forward to reading more of your work.. feel free to let me know when you have another poem up.. welcome to PS. Take care
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Date: 9/30/2011 9:27:00 AM
A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you this morning Rahul. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol
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