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So rest for ever rest O princely Pair	A
In your high church 'mid the still mountain air	A
Where horn and hound and vassals never come	B
Only the blessed Saints are smiling dumb	B
From the rich painted windows of the nave	C
On aisle and transept and your marble grave	C
Where thou young Prince shalt never more arise	D
From the fringed mattress where thy Duchess lies	D
On autumn mornings when the bugle sounds	E
And ride across the drawbridge with thy hounds	E
To hunt the boar in the crisp woods till eve	F
And thou O Princess shalt no more receive	F
Thou and thy ladies in the hall of state	G
The jaded hunters with their bloody freight	G
Coming benighted to the castle gate	G
So sleep for ever sleep O marble Pair	A
Or if ye wake let it be then when fair	A
On the carved western front a flood of light	H
Streams from the setting sun and colours bright	H
Prophets transfigured Saints and Martyrs brave	C
In the vast western window of the nave	C
And on the pavement round the Tomb there glints	E
A chequer work of glowing sapphire tints	E
And amethyst and ruby then unclose	E
Your eyelids on the stone where ye repose	E
And from your broider'd pillows lift your heads	E
And rise upon your cold white marble beds	E
And looking down on the warm rosy tints	E
Which chequer at your feet the illumined flints	E
Say 'What is this we are in bliss forgiven	I
Behold the pavement of the courts of Heaven '	J
Or let it be on autumn nights when rain	K
Doth rustlingly above your heads complain	K
On the smooth leaden roof and on the walls	E
Shedding her pensive light at intervals	E
The moon through the clere story windows shines	E
And the wind washes through the mountain pines	E
Then gazing up 'mid the dim pillars high	L
The foliaged marble forest where ye lie	L
'Hush' ye will say 'it is eternity	M
This is the glimmering verge of Heaven and these	E
The columns of the heavenly palaces '	J
And in the sweeping of the wind your ear	N
The passage of the Angels' wings will hear	N
And on the lichen crusted leads above	O
The rustle of the eternal rain of Love	O

Matthew Arnold

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