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Through Eastern Gates
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"The Book of Odes", by L. Cranmer-Byng
, [
1908
],
p. 30
"
Through Eastern Gates
\"
Through eastern gates I wandered far,
Where cloud-like beauties thronged the way;
Although like clouds their faces are,
My thoughts among them would not stay.
She in rough silk and kerchief blue
Gave me the only joy I knew.
I wandered by the curtain tower,
Like flowering rushes were the maids;
Although they match the rushes' flower,
Soon from my mind their beauty fades.
In humble silk and madder dye,
She fills my heart with ecstasy.
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