Parading

Awake! Give thyself to the lovely hours.

Drinking their lips, catch thou the dream in flight
Drinking their lips, catch thou the dream in flight
Thou art divine, thou livest,—as of old
Thou art divine, thou livest,—as of old
Apollo springing naked to the light,
Apollo springing naked to the light,
And all his island shivered into flowers. (Trumbull Stickney)
And all his island shivered into flowers. (Trumbull Stickney)

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