The Carrousel Jardin du Luxembourg With a roof and the roofs vast shadow turns awhile the whole assembly of pinto ponies fresh from the country which, long delaying, finally goes down. True, some are hitched to wagons, Though mien and mane are fierce; an angry snarling lion goes with them and now and then a snow white elephant. Even a buck is there, as in a wood, except he wears a saddle, and astride, a little girl in blue, strapped tight. And a boy palely rides the lionand grips with a warm hand,while the lion bares its teeth, loops its tongue. And now and then a snow white elephant. And on the ponies they glide by, girls, too, aglow, this leap of ponies almost outgrown; as they plunge they look up, gaze absently, this way And now and then a snow white elephant. On and on it whirls, that it might end; circles and spins and knows no goal.A red, a green, a gray sailing by,a tiny profile, just begun— And, turned this way, sometimes a smile, beaming, blinding, lavished utterlyon this breathless sightless play. . . . from Neue Gedichte, 1907
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