Poems (Scudder)/Adoration

For works with similar titles, see Adoration.
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ADORATION
The wave loves the Iris-Flower He winds his suppliant, tender Arms round her moveless feet.
But she like a queen in armor Stands slim and ardent and fragile And lifts her face to the Sun.

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