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There came an image in Life's retinue |
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That had Love's wings and bore his gonfalon: |
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Fair was the web, and nobly wrought thereon, |
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O soul-sequestered face, thy form and hue! |
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Bewildering sounds, such as Spring wakens to, |
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Shook in its folds; and through my heart its power |
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Sped trackless as the immemorable hour |
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When birth's dark portal groaned and all was new. |
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But a veiled woman followed, and she caught |
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The banner round its staff, to furl and cling,-- |
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Then plucked a feather from the bearer's wing, |
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And held it to his lips that stirred it not, |
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And said to me, "Behold, there is no breath: |
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I and this Love are one, and I am Death." |
