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
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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