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V. THE CHANGE.

That day, since which the earth-saluting sun
Hath seven times gilt the forehead of the sky,
Nature was joyous; and thou, gentle one!
Sat beaming on me with thy heaven-starr'd eye,
Whose radiant glory mine drank flashingly:
Our cheeks held union, like two roses meeting;
Our lips communed, with love's intemperate greeting;
Our sighs convulsed each other, and the hour
Drew half its deadly depths of fearful sweetness,
From the conviction that our passion's flower,
Brief bud and blossom, grew with dying fleetness.
Now all the air is cloud; and I am cheating
My utter sorrow with a dream of thee—
Making a substance of shade memory.