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BENEATH LOFTIER STARS
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BENEATH LOFTIER STARS
Yes! now indeed we meet 'neath loftier stars.
The high airs soothe us, and the silence deep
Seems part of that eternal watch we keep:
Now, nought our reunited passion mars.
Like marvellous and fragrant summer sleep
A sense of life steals over us, and brings
New wondrous visions cradled on its wings:
We stand, victorious, on a nobler steep!
The high airs soothe us, and the silence deep
Seems part of that eternal watch we keep:
Now, nought our reunited passion mars.
Like marvellous and fragrant summer sleep
A sense of life steals over us, and brings
New wondrous visions cradled on its wings:
We stand, victorious, on a nobler steep!
Before us spreads the wonderful wide view,
With ocean in the distance, dim and blue,—
And love, with white and soft plumes, everywhere:
We breathe, with ecstasy beyond all speech,
In this diviner mutual height we reach,
The unknown immortal soul-caressing air.
With ocean in the distance, dim and blue,—
And love, with white and soft plumes, everywhere:
We breathe, with ecstasy beyond all speech,
In this diviner mutual height we reach,
The unknown immortal soul-caressing air.
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