"Live Oak, with Moss" Manuscripts


Leaf 16

XII
To the young man, many things to absorb, to
          engraft, to develop, I teach, that he be
          my eleve, 
But if through him speed rolls not the red 
          blood of divine friendship, hot and
          red—If he be not silently selected by
          lovers, and do not silently select
          lovers—of what use were it for him to
          seek to become eleve of mine?
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