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Lo, for Earth’s manifest monotony

Of ordered aspect unto sun and star,

And single moon, I turn to years afar,

And ampler worlds ensphered in memory.

There, to the zoned and iris-differing light

Of three swift suns in heavens of vaster range,

Transcendant Beauty knows a trinal change,

And dawn and eve are in the place of night.

There, long ago, in mornings ocean-green,

I saw bright deserts dusky with the sky,

Or under yellow noons, wide waters lie

Like wrinkled bronze made hot with fires unseen.

Strange flow’rs that bloom but to an azure sun,

I saw; and all complexities of light

That work fantastic magic on the sight,

Wrought unimagined marvels one by one.

There, swifter shadows suffer gorgeous dooms—

Lost in an orange noon, an azure morn;

At twofold eve, large, winged lights are born,

Towering to meet the dawn, or briefest glooms

Of chrysoberyl filled with wondering stars,

Draw from an emerald east to skies of gold.

Tow’rd jasper waters leaning to behold,

Vague moons are lost amid great nenuphars.