Love at Sight
No longer need his soul for beauty seek —
How wondrous fair her skin, her features' mold,
The lily hand which lay upon her cheek,
The bright hair backward rolled!
A spirit seemed she, flown within his ken,
And in his heart a mighty love upsprung;
He could have clasped her to his bosom then,
Aside all custom flung.
And she, who felt the fire of his long gaze
Fall on her soul like sunrise on the sea,
Turned her lit eyes, and met his own half-ways,
And knew that it was he.
How wondrous fair her skin, her features' mold,
The lily hand which lay upon her cheek,
The bright hair backward rolled!
A spirit seemed she, flown within his ken,
And in his heart a mighty love upsprung;
He could have clasped her to his bosom then,
Aside all custom flung.
And she, who felt the fire of his long gaze
Fall on her soul like sunrise on the sea,
Turned her lit eyes, and met his own half-ways,
And knew that it was he.
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