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XXVII. “IF ONLY THOU ART THERE!”

We know not yet what heavenly love shall be,
Save that it shall be sweet.
Yet this I know: that utmost heaven on me
Shines, when I hear thy feet.
Heaven will be glad and full of calm to me,
Dead will be all despair,
If but my glance may fall again on thee,—
If only thou art there!