Wallace Stevens - The Plot Against the Giant lyrics

[Wallace Stevens - The Plot Against the Giant lyrics]

When this yokel comes maundering
Whetting his hacker, i shall run before him
Diffusing the civilest odors
Out of geraniums and unsmelled flowers
It will check him

I shall run before him
Arching cloths besprinkled with colors
As small as fish-eggs the threads
Will abash him


Oh, lale pauvre! I shall run before him
With a curious puffing
He will bend his ear then i shall whisper
Heavenly labials in a world of gutturals
It will undo him

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