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Ebony and Crystal/To the Beloved

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19096Ebony and Crystal — To the BelovedClark Ashton Smith

TO THE BELOVED

Green suns, and suns of garnet I have known—Turning, with suns that mock the sapphire-gem,The constellated moons that mirror themTo ever-changing opals. On the flownHorizons I have followed, all alone,To meadows of mirage the deserts hem,Of roses of illusion, briefly blownBy evanescent waters. One by one,The outward ways of wonder I have trodThrough alien lives ineffable. But noneHath held the troublous marvel and surpriseThat gleams and trembles in thy slightest nod,Or sleeps between thy eyelids and thine eyes.