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 Bright is the Creature—as in dreams The Boy had seen her—yea more bright— But is she truly what she seems ?— He asks with insecure delight, Asks of himself—and doubts—and still The doubt returns against his will : Though he, and all the standers-by. Could tell a tragic history Of facts divulged, wherein appear Substantial motive, reason clear, Why thus the milk-white Doe is found Couchant beside that lonely mound; And why she duly loves to pace The circuit of this hallowed place. Nor to the Child’s enquiring mind Is such perplexity confined: For, ’spite of sober truth, that sees A world of fixed remembrances Which to this mystery belong,