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FIRST LOVE.
Blessed be the hour when first I gazed on thee!Eve's hour of holy rest, and that one star
Which led thy steps to where I stood; what are
Years to such moments? as to the young tree
The breath of spring, so they to us! yea, the
Pure breath of being;—and, oh, how that far
Calm star beamed down, with not one cloud to mar
Its beauty! as God gazed through it to see
The glory of his works! yea, 'twas thine eye,
Oh God! and it looked on approvingly!
The stars they are thine eyes, yea, every one:
Thou lookest forth from all things; and when I
Gazed on thee, Love, and felt but love alone,
God looked on thee thro' my eyes as his own!
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