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WILT THOU NOT BE VISIBLE?

Oh, canst thou not be visible to me
In woman's sweet alluring subtle form?
Come with a sound of pinions, a soft storm
Of plumage, when the moon is on the sea!
Or come at noontide:—or when sleep sets free
The wandering fancy—let me hear thy voice,
And in its sacred melody rejoice;
Wilt thou not grant this, since I yearn for thee?
Oh, let our love know deeper sweeter joy
Than earth in highest moments e'er can show;
Pleasure which fadeth not, which ne'er can cloy;
Summer which changeth not to tears and snow:
Oh, let me pass into thy changeless life,
Sweet spirit-guardian, soul-love, spirit-wife!