Desires he


Forsooth! He serves you in a famous fashion,
Neither earthly food nor drink could feed his passion,
Its rapacious appetite not quenched by treasure;
Half-conscious and half crazed, he finds no rest,
The refulgent stars of heaven must adure their full measure,
Each highest joy of Earth must yield its zest,
Not all the world - the boundless azure -
Can fill the void within his yearning breast.

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