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SONNET XXII
AN EMBODIED MUSIC
Thou art indeed the very spirit of song:
Thou art in truth the essence of fair sound.
All chants upon thy rose-red lips abound;
When thou dost speak, it is as music strong
And sweet and clear: I hear one dream-tune long
Whene'er I hear, see, worship, watch for thee,—
The spirit of gracious speech descends on me,
And through me thoughts float, in one white-winged throng.
Thou art in truth the essence of fair sound.
All chants upon thy rose-red lips abound;
When thou dost speak, it is as music strong
And sweet and clear: I hear one dream-tune long
Whene'er I hear, see, worship, watch for thee,—
The spirit of gracious speech descends on me,
And through me thoughts float, in one white-winged throng.
O lady fair, thou art the spirit of singing;
A sweet embodied music,—nought besides.
Lo! through thy white white body the pure tides
Of universal sound are softly ringing,
Delighting, dazzling, changing fast, and bringing
My soul towards some fair rest that God provides.
A sweet embodied music,—nought besides.
Lo! through thy white white body the pure tides
Of universal sound are softly ringing,
Delighting, dazzling, changing fast, and bringing
My soul towards some fair rest that God provides.
1876.
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