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LIX. AN ENDLESS UNION
What are the unions of the present?—poor
And pallid, mere forlorn sick shades of love.
When Beatrice kissed Dante from above
Then first their joy shone, glorious to endure.
The love that death can shorten or obscure
Is not love,—love alone which hath no ending,
For ever towards God's throne on sweet wings tending,
Is love that touching, touches to secure.
And pallid, mere forlorn sick shades of love.
When Beatrice kissed Dante from above
Then first their joy shone, glorious to endure.
The love that death can shorten or obscure
Is not love,—love alone which hath no ending,
For ever towards God's throne on sweet wings tending,
Is love that touching, touches to secure.
The lips of love may touch, the breasts may meet,
And yet there shall be separation after;
God's scorn and all heaven's high tempestuous laughter
May round about such ghosts of lovers beat:—
When first a union is for endless time,
Then first it passionate is,—then first sublime.
And yet there shall be separation after;
God's scorn and all heaven's high tempestuous laughter
May round about such ghosts of lovers beat:—
When first a union is for endless time,
Then first it passionate is,—then first sublime.
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