When in my mind I think on thee,
that by thought thyself alone;
and thy beauty's argument more sweet
than in love I love thee so;
...
I know how you create a myth
from out of nothing;
that through insensible transitions
all eyes to the star against the sun;
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Not mere by those phantasmal reflexes
Of the electric spirits in thy abode;
But while in presence of all that is writ
Against the wall of two lovers dead:
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One day that I'll sneak into the grave
of Philosopher's stone,
where but to make the elixir of life
work miracles in the desert titan;
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When from heaven above, being blind of looks,
and blessed more by light, love and beauty,
I think on thee that more by thought alone,
is unmoved by the world this star-lit sky,
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When I look at a star of hallow'd fire,
along with pen-pricked angels;
that by love of musings o'er the dale,
and his wilful shutting of the eye,
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What needst I this mirror that to my sightless view
Brings forth nothing but what I write of my own shadow;
Of what I can ne'er see, you have loved more than I,
And e'ery falling star in snowflakes to my mind still,
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No mortal look to my love have I
That in Hades of a star,
This world of thy most high deserts
Against the wall to my eyes so blind by what I write,
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I know not that word by name
I call you but Father;
and in a ray of light revealed,
the star of your holy night,
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