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this bosom she was born, I say not if 'twas day or night I say not if 'twas eve or morn When Lilie saw the light.

A vision that for seventeen years Had floated in men's eyes was she; A bright machine of smiles and tears, No more—till she knew me.

Into my arms that vision crept, And nothing knew she there should find! And I breathed on her as she slept, And she became a Mind.

And now she was and she was not, When, faltering betwixt part and whole, I closer clasped her, and begot Upon herself her Soul.