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I WOULD BE THE SUN by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS

First Line: SUN, THE SUN, I FAIN WOULD BE
Last Line: SLOWLY, SOFTLY, TO CEASE BREATHING.
Subject(s): SUN;
SUN, the sun, I fain would be,
Not the moon with stars coquetting,
From each stone by sorcery
Red and sweet May-roses getting.

Lips of flame I fain would press
On the icy souls of mortals,
Till the world with eagerness
Sought for wedlock churches' portals.

And amid this sea of fire,
Sacred waves of pure love seething,
Upward borne, would I desire
Slowly, softly, to cease breathing.



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