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There was never a castle seen	A
So fair as mine in Spain	B
It stands embowered in green	A
Crowning the gentle slope	C
Of a hill by the Xenil's shore	D
And at eve its shade flaunts o'er	E
The storied Vega plain	B
And its towers are hid in the mists of Hope	C
And I toil through years of pain	B
Its glimmering gates to gain	B
	-
In visions wild and sweet	F
Sometimes its courts I greet	F
Sometimes in joy its shining halls	G
I tread with favoured feet	F
But never my eyes in the light of day	H
Were blest with its ivied walls	G
Where the marble white and the granite gray	H
Turn gold alike when the sunbeams play	H
When the soft day dimly falls	G
	-
I know in its dusky rooms	I
Are treasures rich and rare	J
The spoil of Eastern looms	I
And whatever of bright and fair	J
Painters divine have caught and won	K
From the vault of Italy's air	J
White gods in Phidian stone	L
People the haunted glooms	I
And the song of immortal singers	I
Like a fragrant memory lingers	I
I know in the echoing rooms	I
	-
But nothing of these my soul	M
Nor castle nor treasures nor skies	I
Nor the waves of the river that roil	N
With a cadence faint and sweet	F
In peace by its marble feet	F
Nothing of these is the goal	M
For which my whole heart sighs	I
'Tis the pearl gives worth to the shell	O
The pearl I would die to gain	B
For there does my lady dwell	O
My love that I love so well	O
The Queen whose gracious reign	B
Makes glad my castle in Spain	B
	-
Her face so pure and fair	J
Sheds light in the shady places	I
And the spell of her girlish graces	I
Holds charmed the happy air	J
A breath of purity	P
For ever before her flies	I
And ill things cease to be	P
In the glance of her honest eyes	I
Around her pathway flutter	E
Where her dear feet wander free	P
In youth's pure majesty	P
The wings of the vague desires	I
But the thought that love would utter	E
In reverence expires	I
	-
Not yet not yet shall I see	P
That face which shines like a star	Q
O'er my storm swept life afar	Q
Transfigured with love for me	P
Toiling forgetting and learning	R
With labour and vigils and prayers	I
Pure heart and resolute will	S
At last I shall climb the hill	S
And breathe the enchanted airs	I
Where the light of my life is burning	R
Most lovely and fair and free	P
Where alone in her youth and beauty	P
And bound by her fate's sweet duty	P
Unconscious she waits for me	P

John Milton Hay

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