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Image, G.AdC [THE GOLDEN APPLES OF THE HESPERIDES] The golden apples of the Hesperides, the brushed-bloom of the pollen on the wing of ravishing butterfly or plundering bee; the gold of evanescence or the gold of heavy-weighted treasure, which will out-weigh the other? grandam, great Grande Dame, we will go on together , and find the way to hyacinths by a river, where a harp-note sounded and a moment later — grandam, great Grande Dame, He is here with us, in notes ascending and descending from his lyre, your Child, my Child and Helios’ Child, no other, to lure us on, on, on, Euphorion, Espérance. Hilda Doolittle, Winter Love, 25, in Hermetic Definition, New Directions Publishing; 1st edition (January 17, 1972).
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