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Bucolics

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Mayday : two came to field in such wise :

`A daisied mead\', each said to each,

So were they one; so sought they couch,

Across barbed stile, through flocked brown cows.

`No pitchforked farmer, please,\' she said;

`May cockcrow guard us safe,\' said he;

By blackthorn thicket, flower spray

They pitched their coats, come to green bed.

Below : a fen where water stood;

Aslant : their hill of stinging nettle;

Then, honor-bound, mute grazing cattle;

Above : leaf-wraithed white air, white cloud.

All afternoon these lovers lay

Until the sun turned pale from warm,

Until sweet wind changed tune, blew harm :

Cruel nettles stung her angles raw.

Rueful, most vexed, that tender skin

Should accept so fell a wound,

He stamped and cracked stalks to the ground

Which had caused his dear girl pain.

Now he goes from his rightful road

And, under honor, will depart;

While she stands burning, venom-girt,

In wait for sharper smart to fade.

Sylvia Plath. “Bucolics.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/sylvia-plath/poezie/bucolics

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