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I	A
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To night he sees their star burn dewy bright	B
Deep in the pansy eve hath made for it	C
Low in the west a placid purple lit	C
At its far edge with warm auroral light	B
Love's planet hangs above a cedared height	B
And there in shadow like gold music writ	C
Of dusk's dark fingers scale like fire flies flit	C
Now up now down the balmy bars of night	B
How different from that eve a year ago	D
Which was a stormy flower in the hair	E
Of dolorous day whose sombre eyes looked blurred	F
Into night's sibyl face and saw the woe	D
Of parting near and imaged a despair	E
As now a hope caught from a homing word	F
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II	A
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She came unto him as the springtime does	G
Unto the land where all lies dead and cold	H
Until her rosary of days is told	H
And beauty prayer like blossoms where death was	I
Nature divined her coming yea the dusk	J
Seemed thinking of that happiness behold	H
No cloud it had to blot its marigold	H
Moon great and golden o'er the slopes of musk	J
Whereon earth's voice made music leaf and stream	K
Lilting the same low lullaby again	L
To coax the wind who romped among the hills	M
All day a tired child to sleep and dream	K
When through the moonlight of the locust lane	N
She came as spring comes through her daffodils	M
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III	A
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White as a lily molded of Earth's milk	O
That eve the moon swam in a hyacinth sky	A
Soft in the gleaming glens the wind went by	A
Faint as a phantom clothed in unseen silk	O
Bright as a naiad's leap from shine to shade	P
The runnel twinkled through the shaken brier	Q
Above the hills one long cloud pulsed with fire	Q
Flashed like a great enchantment welded blade	P
And when the western sky seemed some weird land	R
And night a witching spell at whose command	R
One sloping star fell green from heav'n and deep	S
The warm rose opened for the moth to sleep	S
Then she consenting laid her hands in his	T
And lifted up her lips for their first kiss	U
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IV	V
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There where they part the porch's step is strewn	W
With wind tossed petals of the purple vine	X
Athwart the porch the shadow of a pine	X
Cleaves the white moonlight and like some calm rune	W
Heaven says to Earth shines the majestic moon	W
And now a meteor draws a lilac line	X
Across the welkin as if God would sign	X
The perfect poem of this night of June	W
The wood wind stirs the flowering chestnut tree	Y
Whose curving blossoms strew the glimmering grass	Z
Like crescents that wind wrinkled waters glass	Z
And like a moonstone in a frill of flame	A2
The dew drop trembles on the peony	Y
As in a lover's heart his sweetheart's name	A2
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V	Y
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In after years shall she stand here again	L
In heart regretful and with lonely sighs	B2
Think on that night of love and realize	B2
Whose was the fault whence grew the parting pain	N
And in her soul persuading still in vain	N
Shall doubt take shape and all its old surmise	B2
Bid darker phantoms of remorse arise	B2
Trailing the raiment of a dead disdain	N
Masks unto whom shall her avowal yearn	C2
With looks clairvoyant seeing how each is	T
A different form with eyes and lips that burn	C2
Into her heart with love's last look and kiss	U
And ere they pass shall she behold them turn	C2
To her a face which evermore is his	T
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VI	V
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In after years shall he remember how	D2
Dawn had no breeze soft as her murmured name	A2
And day no sunlight that availed the same	A2
As her bright smile to cheer the world below	D
Nor had the conscious twilight's golds and grays	E2
Her soul's allurement that was free of blame	A2
Nor dusk's gold canvas where one star's white flame	A2
Shone more bewitchment than her own sweet ways	E2
Then as the night with moonlight and perfume	F2
And dew and darkness qualifies the whole	G2
Dim world with glamour shall the past with dreams	H2
That were the love theme of their lives illume	F2
The present with remembered hours whose gleams	H2
Unknown to him shall face them soul to soul	G2
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VII	V
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No not for her and him that part the Might	B
Have Been's sad consolation where had bent	I2
Haply in prayer and patience penitent	J2
Both though apart before no blown out light	B
The otherwise of fate for them when white	B
The lilacs bloom again and innocent	K2
Spring comes with beauty for her testament	K2
Singing the praises of the day and night	B
When orchards blossom and the distant hill	L2
Is vague with haw trees as a ridge with mist	M2
The moon shall see him where a watch he keeps	N2
By her young form that lieth white and still	L2
With lidded eyes and passive wrist on wrist	M2
While by her side he bows himself and weeps	N2
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VIII	V
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And oh what pain to see the blooms appear	O2
Of haw and dogwood in the spring again	L
The primrose leaning with the dragging rain	N
And hill locked orchards swarming far and near	O2
To see the old fields that her steps made dear	O2
Grow green with deepening plenty of the grain	N
Yet feel how this excess of life is vain	N
How vain to him since she no more is here	P2
What though the woodland burgeon water flow	D
Like a rejoicing harp beneath the boughs	Q2
The cat bird and the hermit thrush arouse	Q2
Day with the impulsive music of their love	V
Beneath the graveyard sod she will not know	D
Nor what his heart is all too conscious of	V
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IX	Q2
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How blessed is he who gazing in the tomb	F2
Can yet behold beneath th' investing mask	R2
Of mockery whose horror seems to ask	R2
Sphinx riddles of the soul within the gloom	F2
Upon dead lips no dust of Love's dead bloom	F2
And in dead hands no shards of Faith's rent flask	R2
But Hope who still stands at her starry task	R2
Weaving the web of comfort on her loom	F2
Thrice blessed who 'though he hear the tomb proclaim	F2
How all is Death's and Life Death's other name	F2
Can yet reply O Grave these things are yours	Q2
But that is left which life indeed assures	Q2
Love through whose touch I shall arise the same	F2
Love of whose self was wrought the universe	Q2

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