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Venus Transiens
Tell me,
Was Venus more beautiful
Than you
are,
When she topped
The crinkled waves,
Drifting shoreward
On her
plaited shell?
Was Botticelli's vision
Fairer than mine;
And were the
painted rosebuds
He tossed his lady,
Of better worth
Than the words I
blow about you
To cover your too great loveliness
As with a gauze
Of
misted silver?
For me,
You stand poised
In the blue and buoyant air,
Cinctured by
bright winds,
Treading the sunlight.
And the waves which precede
you
Ripple and stir
The sands at your feet.
From: Rittenhouse, Jessie B.
The Second Book of Modern Verse (1919).
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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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