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THE VENUS DE MILO, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: No human form or thing of clay e'er gave
Last Line: Into the shoals of life degenerate.
Alternate Author Name(s): Silvestre, Armand
Subject(s): Sculpture & Sculptors; Venus De Milo; Women


No human form or thing of clay e'er gave
Its semblance to this marble's mystery.
Too mean is Woman's pride; Earth but a slave
-- This wonder came from immortality.

No cruel soul of wanton lover lit
This noble breast, this animated brow.
These hills that on Olympian country sit
Guard not a heart indifferent to its vow.

As sea-girt promontory thy throat upsoars
To unseen love and heaven's inviolate blue,
Spurning our feeble worship from its shores
Down to our spirits' desperate deeps anew.

As granite warden o'er our sloughs of slime,
As pharos on the beach of bitter seas,
Statue, from whom the light of antique time
Eternal shines across the centuries,

Occult, O Thou, who guardest Beauty's door
And dost in paradise thine essence keep,
Blinding with fear our glance that fain would soar,
Ah, he who maimed the stone where thou didst sleep,

Smote Art and Love with injuries infidel!
Immortal Loveliness immaculate,
With thy dissevered arms creation fell
Into the shoals of life degenerate.





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