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51
GERTRUDE
Help me, sweet spirit, in this my song of thee.
Shine gently on me with thy spirit-face;
Lift me in singing to some lofty place
Wherein thine utter beauty I may see.
Grant me a lyre of radiant purity:
Kiss me,—and let thy mouth, a glorious flower,
Once having touched mine, gift it with new power;
Stoop from thine heaven where I shall one day be.
Shine gently on me with thy spirit-face;
Lift me in singing to some lofty place
Wherein thine utter beauty I may see.
Grant me a lyre of radiant purity:
Kiss me,—and let thy mouth, a glorious flower,
Once having touched mine, gift it with new power;
Stoop from thine heaven where I shall one day be.
I see thee not; but thy sweet touch at times
Lifts me, as towards glad sight of holier lands,
New flowerful forests of soft spirit-climes,
Wherein the whitest blossoms are thine hands:
One day thine eyes shall, like the morning, break
Upon me, and my lifelong fever slake.
Lifts me, as towards glad sight of holier lands,
New flowerful forests of soft spirit-climes,
Wherein the whitest blossoms are thine hands:
One day thine eyes shall, like the morning, break
Upon me, and my lifelong fever slake.
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