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To Selene: Rare a night, her gentle grace is not seen; Live long torches, shamed, by her beauty’s gleam! The Queen of night, my heart, she reigns supreme. Floating high in deep, black lakes of my dreams, Softly she gazes down past thick and thin; Distant is her love as we skin to skin; Fooled, my fervent stretch is never within, Her affection for me, I’ll never win. My heart, her misfortune can only reap This last choice—wound us both more than my weep! For her sympathy, my eternal sleep! Now like me, may her woe forever keep. By day miss her and dream of her by noon Forever, rest in heart, my dear honey, moon
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 7:29 PM UTC
Endymion's Letter
To Selene: Rare a night, her gentle grace is not seen; Live long torches, shamed, by her beauty’s gleam! The Queen of night, my heart, she reigns supreme. Floating high in deep, black lakes of my dreams, Softly she gazes down past thick and thin; Distant is her love as we skin to skin; Fooled, my fervent stretch is never within, Her affection for me, I’ll never win. My heart, her misfortune can only reap This last choice—wound us both more than my weep! For her sympathy, my eternal sleep! Now like me, may her woe forever keep. By day miss her and dream of her by noon Forever, rest in heart, my dear honey, moon
The sad love between Endymion and Selene Sets the stage for this sonnet like poem's scene
#myths#love#misfortune#tragedy#selene#endymion#revenge#letter#greek#moon
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DM25
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Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 7:29 PM UTC
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