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XIX.
AN ANGEL-SPIRIT

Those who are true to their Ideal Love
Flit down from heaven as angels with bright wings
To guard their ladies' souls from sorrow's stings,
Hovering with tender brilliance ever above
The head they worship:—to this pleasure clings
Each true soul, putting all joys else aside;
Desiring no white breast of earthly bride,
Nor crowns of violent fame, nor glory of kings.
As angel-spirits these pervade the airs,—
Some fluttering plumes that bring blue violets' breath,
Some pinions rich with reddest roses' balm.
For true and faithful lovers God prepares
Such recompence ecstatic after death,—
Fairer than saintly dreams of harp and palm.
1873.