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Rh XIII

bathed my soul in the electric flame

That doth with him most intimacy hold;

Love wrapped around me, fiery fold on fold,

The poets' mantles of immortal fame;

Love poesied in my bosom, and went and came,

And of ideal beauty most he told,

Whereby eternal power cast in one mould

Our being and nature's universal frame.

Love opened to me the deep infinite,

Sphere beyond sphere, seas after rolling seas;

Where swam the world, my soul companioned it,

And in its comprehension was my peace;

On the eternal vague did, brooding, sit,

And from creation knew not how to cease.