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A LETTER FROM AFAR |
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A LETTER FROM AFAR
My thought of thee was sadness, as beseems
Remembrance of old amity descried
Through veils of Time and Space, as through the tide
Of sea's abyss a sunken jewel gleams.
'Tis I, not it, behold! have dwelt with dreams.
Anew, fond soul, in friend and fate confide;
And favourable deep be glorified,
And work of Love wrought from the world's extremes.
So lamp of Love in Sestian turret lit,
Beamed, though Love's planet sank beneath the main,
Boldness on young Leander cleaving it.
The wizard so, last birth of Shakespeare's brain,
The ship “three glasses since we gave out split,”
Winged with brave sails to breast the seas again.
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