One of the ones that Midas touched


One of the ones that Midas touched
Who failed to touch us all
Was that confiding Prodigal
The reeling Oriole

So drunk he disavows it
With badinage divine
So dazzling we mistake him
For an alighting Mine

A Pleader a Dissembler
An Epicure a Thief
Betimes an Oratorio
An Ecstasy in chief

The Jesuit of Orchards
He cheats as he enchants
Of an entire Attar
For his decamping wants

The splendor of a Burmah
The Meteor of Birds,
Departing like a Pageant
Of Ballads and of Bards

I never thought that Jason sought
For any Golden Fleece
But then I am a rural man
With thoughts that make for Peace

But if there were a Jason,
Tradition bear with me
Behold his lost Aggrandizement
Upon the Apple Tree


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One of the ones that Midas touched