Sonnets written chiefly during a tour through Holland, Germany, Italy, Turkey, and Hungary. By Lady Emmeline Stuart Wortley |
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[I know not if thou'rt Beautiful, mine own]
I know not if thou'rt Beautiful, mine own,But thou mak'st all things beautiful to me!—
All that I meet, or dream, or hear, or see,
And these thy Presence beautifies alone!—
A glory round thee seems for ever thrown,
Ev'n from thy very shadow!—Canst thou be
Of mortal mould, thou radiant mystery?—
One moment to the Sun in brightness shown!—
Look not upon me! lest I could not bear
To live, when, haply, thou should'st look away!—
Lest dark should grow the light and dead the air!
Look not away from me,—should'st thou, I pray,
Deign to glance on me!—Vision bright and rare!—
Then may I live on those looks day by day!
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