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OUT of the multitudinous hours
            Of life sealed fast for us by fate,
            Are any hours that yet await
Our coming, worthy to be ours ?

Life, in her motley, sheds in showers
    The rose of hours still delicate,
    But you and I have come too late
Into the Carnival of Flowers.

For us the roses are scarce sweet,
And scarcely swift the flying feet
    Where masque to masque the moments call ;

All has been ours that we desired,
And now we are a little tired
            Of the eternal carnival.

                                                                             ARTHUR SYMONS

MLA citation:

Symons, Arthur. “In Carnival.” The Savoy vol. 3, July 1896, p. 58. Savoy Digital Edition, edited by Christopher Keep and Lorraine Janzen Kooistra, 2018-2020. Yellow Nineties 2.0, Ryerson University Centre for Digital Humanities, 2019.