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 Those Eastern eyes cannot be hidden by thy flame; That form, as I am in thine arms—O, do not blame— In mine I fancy,—let me die in shame alone!

Outside the gates of night, above the moon, Where breatheth none but gods, where light alone Forever rules from his star-studded throne, Where Melancholy never reaches noon, And where the Pleiades their harps attune,— There in the centre of the lightning zone, Upon the zephyr which the storm hath sown, Thou first wert formed with pleasure to commune. And now in Pleasure's world, upon the face Of bright and gay Bohemia's fairest child The zephyr dallies with the lightning flash; The smile divine, as well the subtle grace Are deeply there impressed, by naught defiled— There joy's received as well as paid in cash.