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 Graceful-slow, serenely firm, Maiden-Goddess! while her robe The adoring planets kiss. And I too cower and ask, Wert thou mine, and was I thine?

Hath a cloud o'ercast the sky? Is it cloud upon the mountain-sides Or haze of dewy river-banks Below?— Or around me, To enfold me, to conceal, Doth a mystic magic veil, A celestial separation, As of curtains hymeneal, Undiscerned yet all excluding, Interpose? For the pine-tree boles are dimmer, And the stars bedimmed above; In perspective brief, uncertain, Are the forest-alleys closed, And to whispers indistinctest The resounding torrents lulled. Can it be, and can it be? Upon Earth and here below, In the woodland at my side Thou art with me, thou art here.