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A Memorial Tablet

Oh, Agathocles, fare thee well!

Florence Wilkinson

Naked and brave thou goest
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A Memorial Tablet

Oh, Agathocles, fare thee well!

Florence Wilkinson

Naked and brave thou goest
 Without one glance behind!
Hast thou no fear, Agathocles,
 Or backward grief of mind?
The dreamy dog beside thee
 Presses against thy knee;
He, too, oh, sweet Agathocles,
 Is deaf and visioned like thee.
Thou art so lithe and lovely
 And yet thou art not ours.
What Delphic saying compels thee
 Of kings or topless towers?
That little blowing mantle
 Thou losest from thine arm —
No shoon nor staff, Agathocles,
 Nor sword, to fend from harm!
Thou hast the changed impersonal
 Awed brow of mystery —
Yesterday thou wast burning,
 Mad boy, for Glaucöe.
Philis thy mother calls thee:
 Mine eyes with tears are dim,
Turn once, look once, Agathocles —
 (The gods have blinded him.)
Come back, Agathocles, the night —
 Brings thee what place of rest?
Wine-sweet are Glaucöe's kisses,
 Flower-soft her budding breast.
He seems to hearken, Glaucöe,
 He seems to listen and smile;
(Nay, Philis, but a god-song
 He follows this many a mile.)
Come back, come back, Agathocles!
 (He scents the asphodel;
Unearthly swift he runneth.)
 Agathocles, farewell!

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