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Of all the gods that gave me all their glories To-day there deigns to walk with me but one. I lead him by the hand and tell him stories. It is the Queen of Cyprus' little son.
On the Little God
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Where is the rest of this poem? It ends so abruptly that I suspect that this is not the entire poem.