Compiling Poets Forever Young
How many golden roads end at The Samarkand,
When midnight chokes the disquieted soul
And history finds another fall from grace?
Those who with songs beguile the pilgrimage.
And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die
For lust of knowing what should not be known.
Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why,
Of ships and stars and isles where good men rest.
The thief speaks now to many here
But none level on this line
We, bare-foot servant-princes feel
The cold distance they will find
James Elroy Flecker, (November 5, 1884- January 3, 1915)
Jimi Hendrix, (November 27, 1942 – September 18, 1970)
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