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 Turning he raised the latch and passed the door And stood upon the threshold of her room, As though he stood upon the farthest shore Of wonder and awaited there the bloom Of moonrise on the sea. O, surely here, Here in this heart of silence he should find That something sought which now as he came near Was like moonrise and music in his mind.

Here, surely here, his very flesh should know Beauty that has no knowledge in the flesh, And beauty known within that mortal mesh Should be immortal and true beauty show. So should his body be his subtle brain And thought be sense and sense be thought again.