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PURITY OF HEART

What lured and won the poet's heart? Who knows?—
The passion of the throat, the lips' repose—
The night's sweet darkness gathered in her hair?
Or was it rather the deep Spanish eyes?
The glance of light that to love's glance replies?
The girlish gentleness of mien and air?
I think the poet's soul was won by this;
Not by the sweetness of her rich soft kiss,
Not by this only—though by this in part:
I think the poet's soul was won indeed
And won for evermore, though won with speed,
By sovereign truth and purity of heart.
May 30, 1886.