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102

DESDEMONA RE-AWAKENED.

Desdemona is alive!
The strange sweet head
Shines, is not dead:
We are re-wed.
The green fields laugh;
The blue waves gleam;
Death was a dream;
O sweet sun-beam!

103

My woman smiles;
O same eyes still
I strove to kill,
Have ye your will!
My love is here;
O dear same hands,
What love expands
In heaven's new lands!
Or is it earth?
The earth new-born
With flush of morn
On bright brow worn.
O love! love! love!
I slew my soul
With you—the whole:
Death was the goal.

104

O soft-haired head!
O eyes of light
And bosom white
And shoulder bright!
O body and soul!
Body so sweet
And soul so meet;
Lo! doubt's defeat!