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Poem
"His Final Moon?"
And now upon his grey skull kingdom,
A moon i" death's abyss,
He seeks the tinge of carnelian rare
To draw herfourth in kiss
He cannot die as Hercules died and rise
Again for her
And there no seasons wax or wane
No ritual for Albina
Ah - does he crawl within his Hades ofdry
Grey dust, a dreamer's doom,
For her, for Her! Does not death's world Afford such men a brighter tomb?
For he didfully quaff his wine and do
Good justice to the day
Though stale men speak ofhim not I wonder what the gods might say?