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In a dream I spoke with the Cyprus-born, / And said to her, / "Mother of beauty, mother of joy, / Why hast thou given to men
"This thing called love, like the ache of a wound / In beauty's, side, / To burn and throb and be quelled for an hour / And never wholly depart? "
And the daughter of Cyprus said to me, / "Child of the earth, / Behold, all things are born and attain, / But only as they desire, -- -
"The sun that is strong, the gods that are wise, / The loving heart, / Deeds and knowledge and beauty and joy, -- / But before all else was desire. "