| LIFE of Life! thy lips enkindle | |
| With their love the breath between them; | |
| And thy smiles before they dwindle | |
| Make the cold air fire: then screen them | |
| In those locks, where whoso gazes | 5 |
| Faints, entangled in their mazes. | |
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| Child of Light! thy limbs are burning | |
| Through the veil which seems to hide them, | |
| As the radiant lines of morning | |
| Through thin clouds, ere they divide them; | 10 |
| And this atmosphere divinest | |
| Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. | |
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| Fair are others: none beholds thee; | |
| But thy voice sounds low and tender | |
| Like the fairest, for it folds thee | 15 |
| From the sight, that liquid splendour; | |
| And all feel, yet see thee never, | |
| As I feel now, lost for ever! | |
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| Lamp of Earth! where'er thou movest | |
| Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, | 20 |
| And the souls of whom thou lovest | |
| Walk upon the winds with lightness | |
| Till they fail, as I am failing, | |
| Dizzy, lost, yet unbewailing! | |
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