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with visions for my company

Instead of men and women, years ago,

And found them gentle mates, nor thought to know

A sweeter music than they played to me.

But soon their trailing purple was not free

Of this world's dust,—their lutes did silent grow,

And I myself grew faint and blind below

Their vanishing eyes. Then didst come. . to be,

Beloved, what they seemed. Their shining fronts,

Their songs, their splendours. . (better, yet the same, ..

As river-water hallowed into fonts. . )

Met in thee, and from out thee overcame

My soul with satisfaction of all wants—

Because God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.

own Beloved, who hast lifted me

From this drear flat of earth where I was thrown,

And in betwixt the languid ringlets, blown

A life-breath, till the forehead hopefully

Shines out again, as all the angels see,

Before thy saving kiss! My own, my own,

Who camest to me when the world was gone,

And I who looked for only God, found thee!

I find thee: I am safe, and strong, and glad.

As one who stands in dewless asphodel

Looks backward on the tedious time he had

In the upper life. . so I, with bosom-swell,

Make witness here between the good and bad,

That Love, as strong as Death, retrieves as well.