AS when the hunt by holt and field
Drives on with horn and strife,
Hunger of hopeless things pursues
Our spirits throughout life.
The sea's roar fills us aching full
Of objectless desire -
The sea's roar, and the white moon-shine,
And the reddening of the fire.
Who talks to me of reason now?
It would be more delight
To have died in Cleopatra's arms
Than be alive to-night.
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Apparently, she was quite bad-looking! She had a hooked nose and very manly features... or at least that was how she was depicted on early coinage. I found that disappointing, because I had always imagined her to be beautiful. Her modern image certainly suggests that.
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I think most any man would love to have died in Cleo's arms, they say she was one of the most or the most beautiful woman in her day.
I like the second part last two lines, that reminds me of something.
A good piece by the author.
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