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VII.
Shade not the light within thine eyes,The wondrous light within thine eyes;
The Sun is all too fierce to hold
Light such as that within thine eyes,—
Yet is the passion of his warmth
Less deep than that within thine eyes;
The Moon is all too cold to wear
Light such as that within thine eyes,—
Yet is her flame less silver-clear
Than that which glows within thine eyes.
Thou art my Heaven; my Sun and Moon
Are the mere light within thine eyes;
Nature, that gave the world those orbs,
Gave me the light within thine eyes;—
I, and I only, can repose
Within the light within thine eyes;
Oh! Leila, what would be my gloom,
Without the light within thine eyes?
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