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_TO THE "WINGED VICTORY OF SAMOTHRACE"_ Thou wonder of the warrior prow, Supreme, immortal Victory! Before thy majesty I bow And all my soul flames forth to thee! ORG BY DE CALEB FORECASTLE THOU WONDER OF THE WARRIOR PROW SUPREME IMMORTAL VICTORY BEFORE THY MAJESTY I BOW AND ALL MY SOUL FLAMES FORTH TO THEE
kling waves I saw A shining vision rise. It seemed a ghostly castle white, With battlement and tower, That hung on the horizon’s verge By some unearthly power. I saw its spectral turrets gleam As white as ivory, And wondered who the wizard king That reigned upon the sea. —But while, with breathless gaze, I watched This castle, by and by It vanished in the underworld Beyond the sea and sky! _IDEALS_ I would that I could weave a song As airy and as light, As are the roundelays that throng Within my heart to-night. I would that I might set to tune The beauty of this hour, When, like a primrose bud, the moon Breaks into golden flower. And all the happy, lilting notes, Beyond divinest words, That nestle in the downy throats Of little sleeping birds, The breeze-borne scent of mignonette, That in the garden grows, Where, strung like pearls, the dew is wet Upon the briar-rose, These things it is, whose voices I Have sought for overlong; Yet still their cunning tones defy The artifice of song.   TO THE WINGED VICTORY OF SAMOTHRACE BY EVELEEN STEIN READ FOR LIEBERVOX DOT 
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