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Lily O’Grady

Silly and shady

Longing to be

A lazy lady

Walked by the cupolas gables in the

Lake’s Georgian stables

In a fairy tale like the heat intense

And the mist in the woods when

Across the fence

The children gathering strawberries

Are changed by the heat into

Negresses

Though their fair hair

Shines there

Like gold-haired planets, Calliope, Io

Pomona, Antiope, Echo and Clio

Then Lily O’Grady

Silly and shady

Sauntered along like a

Lazy Lady;

Beside the waves' haycocks her

Gown with tucks

As of satin the colour of shining

Green ducks

And her fol-de-rol

Parasol

Was a great gold sun o’er the

Haycocks shining

But she was a negress black as the shade

That time on the brightest lady laid

Then a satyr, dog-haired as

Trunks of trees

Began to flatter, began to tease

And she ran like the nymphs with

Golden foot

That trampled the strawberry

Buttercup root

In the thick cold dew as bright as

The mesh

Of dead Panope’s golden flesh

Made from the music whence were born

Memphis and Thebes in the first

Hot morn

— And ran, to wake

In the lake

Where the water-ripples seem hay to rake

And Charlotine

Adeline

Round rose-bubbling Victorine

And the other fish

Express a wish

For mastic mantles and gowns with

A swish;

And bright and slight as the posies

Of buttercups and of roses

And buds of the wild wood-lilies

They chase her, as frisky as fillies

The red retriever-haired satyr

Can whine and tease her and flatter

But Lily O’Grady

Silly and shady

In the deep shade is a lazy lady;

Now Pompey’s dead, Homer’s read

Heliogabalus lost his head

And shade is on the brightest wing

And dust forbids the bird to sing

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