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XL. LOVE AND POESY.

I have not poesy; but I have love.”
Thou hast both poesy and love, dear Heart!
For Love is of himself a poesy.
By his creative power a world is wove
Of thoughts and dreams, that to his spectred eye
A presence like reality impart;
Making the joy he loves, by his sweet art!
And what can heavenly Poesy do more?
All is a vision which she doth adore:
Fine Poesy and Love are still the same;
Save that warm Love is happier, and perchance
May substance find whereon to feed his flame,
And purchase sigh with sigh and glance with glance;
But Poesy loves shadows, without place or name.