Seraph! thy memory is to me
Like some enchanted far-off isle
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Sancta Maria! turn thine eyes -
Upon the sinner's sacrifice,
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Pardon, Agathos, the weakness of a spirit new-fledged with immortality!
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Thy soul shall find itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone;
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Kind solace in a dying hour!
Such, father, is not (now) my theme-
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In spring of youth it was my lot To haunt of the wide world a spot
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In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
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Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
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Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream!
My spirit not awakening, till the beam
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'Twas noontide of summer,
And mid-time of night;
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The happiest day- the happiest hour
My sear'd and blighted heart hath known,
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I saw thee on thy bridal day-
When a burning blush came o'er thee,
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The noblest name in Allegory's page,
The hand that traced inexorable rage;
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The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see
The wantonest singing birds,
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Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow
Of crystal, wandering water,
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Dim vales- and shadowy floods-
And cloudy-looking woods,
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Romance, who loves to nod and sing,
With drowsy head and folded wing,
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PART I O! nothing earthly save the ray
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PART II
High on a mountain of enamell'd head-
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Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art!
Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes.
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Elizabeth it is in vain you say
"Love not" — thou sayest it in so sweet a way:
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Not long ago, the writer of these lines,
In the mad pride of intellectuality,
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From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
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O! I care not that my earthly lot
Hath little of Earth in it,
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How shall the burial rite be read?
The solemn song be sung ?
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Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell;
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Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
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Helen, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
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In Heaven a spirit doth dwell
"Whose heart-strings are a lute";
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Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
Let the bell toll!- a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river;
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