1/
Apart from what in promise
Roomier, yours bright hang
As unprepared for expands
My world; a future czar's;
Underneath their stars!
Shy living, and a hermit's
Shut away, dim had made
Inconceivable; let alone
To step, as far into
As bold; vast and new!
2/
This day, it will not rise again.
Or in quite the same way
Out-shine through another's sun.
Another's face, down-ray.
Only monotone counterfeits.
Poorer versions toned down.
Sign of the rainbow, garlanded.
Rose-blew for its renown.
For what it changes, hearts to feel
Swollen fruits, soon on fed
Twill be not so much as recalled
As on the mind, painted.
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