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When do I see thee most, beloved one?
When in the light the spirits of mine
Before thy face, their altar,
The worship of that Love through thee made known?
Or when in the dusk hours, (we two alone,)Close-kissed and eloquent of still
Thy twilight-hidden glimmering visage lies,
And my soul only sees thy soul its own?
O love, my love! if I no more should
Thyself, nor on the earth the shadow of thee,
Nor image of thine eyes in any spring,—How then should sound upon Life's darkening
The ground-whirl of the perished leaves of Hope,
The wind of Death's imperishable wing?
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Gabriel Charles Dante Rossetti (12 May 1828 – 9 April 1882), generally known as Dante Gabriel Rossetti (/rəˈzɛti/),[1] was an English poet, illu
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