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To worship / At the altar of Beauty, / To feel her loveliness and pain, / To thrill / At the wonder of her gorgeous moon / Or the sharp, swift, silver swords / Of falling rain.
To walk in a golden garden / When an autumn sun / Has almost set, / When near-night's purple splendor / Shimmers to a star-shine net.
To worship / At the altar of Beauty / Is a pleasure divine, / Not given to the many many / But to fools / Who drink Beauty's wine.
Not given to the many many / But to fools / Who seek no other goddess / Nor grapes / Plucked from another's / Vine.