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18 She hath ta'en in her goings Desolation as a dower;

She hath stept, stept quickly, through the great gated Tower,

And the thing that could not be, it hath been!

And the Seers they saw visions, and they spoke of strange ill:

"A Palace, a Palace; and a great King thereof:

A bed, a bed empty, that was once pressed in love:

And thou, thou, what art thou? Let us be, thou so still,

Beyond wrath, beyond beseeching, to the lips reft of thee!"

For she whom he desireth is beyond the deep sea,

And a ghost in his castle shall be queen.

Images in sweet guise

Carven shall move him never,

Where is Love amid empty eyes?

Gone, gone for ever!

But a shape that is a dream, 'mid the phantoms of the night,

Cometh near, full of tears, bringing vain vain delight:

For in vain when, desiring, he can feel the joy's breath

—Nevermore! Nevermore!—from his arms it vanisheth,

On wings down the pathways of sleep.