I see fair women all the day,
They pass and pass-and go;
I almost dream that they are shades
Within a shadow-show.
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I dwell, with all things great and fair:
The green earth and the lustral air,
The sacred spaces of the sea,
Day in, day out, companion me.
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An animalcule in my blood
Rose up against me as I dreamed,
He was so tiny as he stood,
You had not heard him, though he screamed.
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'The daffodils are fine this year,' I said;
'O yes, but see my crocuses,' said she.
And so we entered in and sat at talk
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O MIGHTY Queen, our Lady of the fire,
The light, the music, and the honey, all
Blent in one Power, one passionate Desire
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Don't you love the eyes that come from Ireland?
The grey-blue eyes so strangely grey and blue,
The fighting loving eyes,
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All beauty is but thee in echo-shapes,
No lovely thing but echoes some of thee,
Vainly some touch of thy perfection apes,
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Tell me, strange heart, so mysteriously beating-
Unto what end?
Body and soul so mysteriously meeting,
Strange friend and friend;
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Thou shall not me persuade
This love of ours
Can in a moment fade,
Like summer flowers;
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