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Fair in my sight as white lilies that shine in the sunrise:
Sweeter than flow'rs in the meadows that scent the mornings of spring:
Dearer than vision of truth, for thou art the truth revealéd,
Dearer than faith, for thou art the crown of aspiration,
Dearer than hope, for of hope thou art the fulfilment!
O love, love, love, thou hast turned the darkness of the world
Into ineffable light, and all its intricate ways
To straight, clear paths that lead from the depths to the heavens.

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The flower of my soul sways high in the wind of thy love,
Glowing with passionate fervour through fulness of joy;
Soul with soul are we wedded, beyond the decay of the body,
And spirit hath spirit touched, beyond the confines of flesh:
Desire with mighty wings hath swept the chords of our being,
And flesh and spirit are one in the mystic union of love!
 

These lines, and those following, entitled The Redeemer, must not be judged as hexametrical efforts. They were portion of a series written similarly irregularly, when the author held rather heretical views on the limitations of the sonnet and on verse-structure generally. They are inserted simply for the truth that, to the writer, is set forth in each.