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THE FORBIDDEN LURE
"Leave all and follow - follow!"
Lure of the sun at
dawn,
Lure of a wind-paced hollow,
Lure of the stars withdrawn;
Lure of
the brave old singing
Brave perished minstrels knew;
Of dreams like
sea-fog clinging
To boughs the night sifts through:
"Leave all and follow - follow!"
The sun goes up the day;
Flickering
wing of swallow,
Blossoms that blow away, -
What would you, luring,
luring,
When I must bide at home?
My heart will break her mooring
And
die in reef-flung foam!
Oh, I must never listen,
Call not outside my door.
Green leaves, you
must not glisten
Like water, any more.
Oh, Beauty, wandering
Beauty,
Pass by; speak not. For see,
By bed and board stands
Duty
To snatch my dreams from me!
From: Stevenson, Burton Egbert.
The Home Book of Verse.
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This collection assembled by Jone Johnson Lewis.
Collection © 1999-2002 Jone Johnson Lewis.
Citing poems from these pages:
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