Wallace Stevens - Colloquy with a Polish Aunt lyrics

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Wallace Stevens - Colloquy with a Polish Aunt lyrics

Elle savait toutes les légendes du Paradis et tous les contes de la Pologne. Revue des Deux Mondes She How is it that my saints from Voragine, In their embroidered slippers, touch your spleen? He Old pantaloons, duenna of the spring! She Imagination is the will of things… Thus, on the basis of the common drudge, You dream of women, swathed in indigo, Holding their books toward the nearer stars, To read, in secret, burning secrecies…