Epithalamium
When first my beloved came to my bed
It was as though the midnight had seen pass
Morning on the march or that great bird of the
Dayspring, newly mewed, plumed in loud brass.
My breath abandoned me and my breath failed
And silence came all sighing to my mouth.
My knees went down before her naked feet.
Love was the cry recovered me from death.
It was as though the midnight had seen pass
Morning on the march or that great bird of the
Dayspring, newly mewed, plumed in loud brass.
My breath abandoned me and my breath failed
And silence came all sighing to my mouth.
My knees went down before her naked feet.
Love was the cry recovered me from death.
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