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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360256" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Four in the Morning</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cried the navy-blue ghost<br>Of Mr. Belaker<br>The allegro Negro cocktail-shaker,<br>&quot;Why did the cock crow,<br>Why am I lost,<br>Down the endless road to Infinity toss'd?<br>The tropical leaves are whispering white<br>As water; I race the wind in my flight.<br>The white lace houses are carried away<br>By the tide; far out they float and sway.<br>White is the nursemaid on the parade.<br>Is she real, as she flirts with me unafraid?<br>I raced through the leaves as white as water...<br>Ghostly, flowed over the nursemaid, caught her,<br>Left her...edging the far-off sand<br>Is the foam of the sirens' Metropole and Grand;<br>And along the parade I am blown and lost,<br>Down the endless road to Infinity toss'd.<br>The guinea-fowl-plumaged houses sleep...<br>On one, I saw the lone grass weep,<br>Where only the whimpering greyhound wind<br>Chased me, raced me, for what it could find.&quot;<br>And there in the black and furry boughs<br>How slowly, coldly, old Time grows,<br>Where the pigeons smelling of gingerbread,<br>And the spectacled owls so deeply read,<br>And the sweet ring-doves of curded milk<br>Watch the Infanta's gown of silk<br>In the ghost-room tall where the governante<br>Gesticulates lente and walks andante.<br>'Madam, Princesses must be obedient;<br>For a medicine now becomes expedient--<br>Of five ingredients--a diapente,<br>Said the governante, fading lente...<br>In at the window then looked he,<br>The navy-blue ghost of Mr. Belaker,<br>The allegro Negro cocktail-shaker--<br>And his flattened face like the moon saw she--<br>Rhinoceros-black (a flowing sea!).</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dame+Edith+Louisa+Sitwell">Dame Edith Louisa Sitwell</a><div class=q>
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Of Mr. Belaker
The allegro Negro cocktail-shaker,
&quot;Why did the cock crow,
Why am I lost,
Down the endless road to Infinity toss'd?
The tropical leaves are whispering white
As water; I race the wind in my flight.
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