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(From a fragment, by me here contorted, of W.B.Yeats in "Responibilities", 1914, quoting Khoung Fou Tseu / Kung Fu Tze / Konfucius :  "...I have not seen the Prince of Chang in my dreams.")



The Prince of Charms now quietly stands

in the living foam on the swimming sands.

The neap-tide of Time, momentarily still,

waits to creep in with its numbing chill

that spreads from bare-sole to circling-crown,

shiveringly sweeping, up, o'er, then down.

Prince of Charms knows he can only know

but one cycle of neap- and ebb- , then go

away with all his garnered memories

of the vastness that comes, and stays, or flees.

For Charming's life-cycle is so finite,

and will end, try as any Prince with will might.

New Life-cycle begun, old ended, "Life! : AWAY!

Prince of Charms, you cannot stay!"

And subsequent Princes of Charms shall come,

and other life (not MINE, too soon gone!),

will take consequent stands, thru ebb- and neap-,

and too, make promises, and promises keep.

The Prince of Charms so quietly stands,

while Life is erased, having been written in sands.