To the garden where reposes epimetheus crowned with roses, To the door that never closes Upon pleasure and temptation, Bring this vision of the night!
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The oracle hath forbidden; yet not thee Doth it forbid, but epimetheus only!"
"The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow"
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
O epimetheus, I no longer dare To lift mine eyes to thine, nor hear thy voice, Being no longer worthy of thy love.
"The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow"
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow