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Tiresias

By Thomas Woolner

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“‘I laud, I laud in tenderest strain, and trill
The rapture in thy rounded eyes, that fill
My fond heart full, such lustrous orbs are thine
To beam upon me with their love divine!
Divinest love: in silent transport there
Patiently brooding on thy treasured care;
Each warmly cherished fivefold counterpart
Concentred safe beneath thy happy heart,
That soon astir, will feel the throbbing beat
Thro' broken walls, responsive and complete!