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fore the chase Of silent winds--a belt of milky white, The Galaxy, a crested surge of light, A reef of worlds along the sea of Space: I hear my sweet musicians far withdrawn, Below my wreathed lattice, on the lawn, With harp, and lute, and lyre, And passionate voices full of tears and fire; And envious nightingales with rich disdain Filling the pauses of the languid strain; My soul is tranced and bound, Drifting along the magic sea of sound, Driving in a barque of bliss from deep to deep, And piloted at last into the ports of Sleep! IX. Nor only this, though this Might seal a life of bliss, But something more divine, For which I once did pine, The crown of worlds above, The heart of every heart, the Soul of Being--Love! I bow obedient to my Lady's sway, The sovereignty that won my soul of yore, And linger in her presence night and day, And feel a heaven around her evermore; I sit beside her couch in chambers lone, And soft unbraid, and lay her locks apart, And take her taper fingers in my own, And press them to my lips with leaps of heart; Sometimes I kneel to her with cups of wine, With pleading eyes, beseeching her to taste, With long-delaying lips, the draught divine; And when she sips thereof, I clasp her waist, And kiss her mouth, and shake her hanging curls, And in her coy despite unloose her zone of pearls! I live for Love, for Love alone, and who Dare chide me for it? who dare call it folly? It is a holy thing, if aught is holy, And true indeed, if Truth herself is true: Earth cleaves to earth, its sensuous life is dear, Mortals should love mortality while here, And seize the glowing hours before they fly: Bright eyes should answer eyes, warm lips should meet, And hearts enlocked to kindred hearts should beat, And every soul that lives, in love should live and die! X. My dear and gentle wife, The Angel of my life, Oppressed with sweetest things, Has folded up her wings, And lies in slumber deep, Like some divinest Dream upon the couch of Sleep! Nor sound, nor stir profanes the stilly room, Haunted by Sleep and Silence, linked pair; The very li
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