Wallace Stevens - Le Monocle de Mon Oncle lyrics
[Wallace Stevens - Le Monocle de Mon Oncle lyrics]
Like a dull scholar, I behold, in love
An ancient aspect touching a new mind
It comes, it
Blooms, it bears it's fruit and dies
This trivial trope reveals a way of truth
Our bloom is gone we are the fruit's thereof
Two golden gourds distended on our vines
Into the autumn weather, splashed with frost
Distorted by hale fatness, turned grotesque
We hang like warty squashes
Streaked and rayed
The laughing sky will see the two of us
Washed into rinds by rotting winter rains
An ancient aspect touching a new mind
It comes, it
Blooms, it bears it's fruit and dies
This trivial trope reveals a way of truth
Our bloom is gone we are the fruit's thereof
Two golden gourds distended on our vines
Into the autumn weather, splashed with frost
Distorted by hale fatness, turned grotesque
We hang like warty squashes
Streaked and rayed
The laughing sky will see the two of us
Washed into rinds by rotting winter rains
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