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J.E, Flecker, 'The Golden Journey to Samarkand. Epilogue'

At the Gate of the Sun, Bagdad, in olden time THE MERCHANTS (together) Away, for we are ready to a man! Our camels sniff the evening and are glad. Lead on, O Master of the Caravan: Lead on the Merchant-Princes of Bagdad.THE CHIEF DRAPER Have we not Indian carpets dark as wine, Turbans and sashes, gowns and bows and veils, And broideries of intricate design, And printed hangings in enormous…

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J.E. Flecker, 'The Golden Journey to Samarkand. Prologue'

We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, We Poets of the proud old lineage Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why,– What shall we tell you? Tales, marvellous tales Of ships and stars and isles where good men rest, Where nevermore the rose of sunset pales, And winds and shadows fall toward the West: And there the world’s first huge…

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J.E. Flecker, 'To a Poet a Thousand Years Hence'

I who am dead a thousand years, And wrote this sweet archaic song, Send you my words as messengers The way I shall not pass along. I care not if you bridge the seas, Or ride secure the cruel sky, Or build consummate palaces Of metal or of masonry. But have you wine and music still, And statues and a bright-eyed love, And foolish thoughts of good and ill, And prayers to them who sit above? How…

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