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Dramatic Scenes

With Other Poems, Now First Printed. By Barry Cornwall [i.e. Bryan Waller Procter]. Illustrated

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LOVE—

(Tempestoso).

Press your palms upon my eyes:
Press your breast against my breast.
Nothing, save enormous pleasures,—
Nothing but the vastest,—best,
Now can give me rest.
From the extremities of earth
I come:—What read I on your brow?
Tell me not of forms or fancies:
Love me; as but you know how.
Your lips upon my lips,—now!
What! am I not he you loved?
Gave your heart to? why deny?
Am I changed? are you a traitress?
I'll not part with a kiss or sigh:
Who can love as I?

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In your words there lives a music
That can soothe the soul of care;
In your eyes I see a beauty,
(Beauty airier than the air,)
None but you can wear.
All the tempests of the tropics,
Oceans, deserts, have I passed:
What do you think gave strength to conquer
Deadly ice and burning blast,
But to be loved by you,—chained fast
Ever while the world shall last?