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THE SECRET.

'Twas dusk, and one was walking by my side
In all the glorious dawn
Of maiden joy—
The blessed inextinguishable pride
From heavenly fountains drawn,
Divinely coy.
But neither spoke, though music more than sound

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And more than studied arts
With every power,
Flowed from the silence with the darkness wound,
Until our wedded hearts
Burst into flower.
And then the ages backward roll'd their gates
Of endless space and time,
And truth unsought
With all the wonders of all worlds and fates
Met in one perfect chime,
A single thought.
And we beheld the secret treasured long,
Through golden mists of centuries and song.