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John Milton

Say, Heavenly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 15

Afford a present to the Infant God?

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,

To welcome him to this his new abode,

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Toward their admirers in the tabletop:

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Sylvia Plath·1932–1963
re those petals or leaves you’ve paired them with—Those green-striped ovals of silver tissue?The red geraniums I know. Friends, friends. They stink of armpitsAnd the involved maladies of autumn,Musky as a lovebed the morning after.