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Sonnets from the Portuguese i-v
ng gently,--for a trick of t

    t falls in es brought

    A sense of pleasant ease on such a day--

    For themselves, Beloved, may

    Be c,

    May be unwrougher love me for

    tys wiping my cheeks dry:

    A creature mig to weep, who bore

    t long, and lose thereby!

    But love me for loves sake, t evermore

    t love on, ternity.

    and up erect and strong,

    Face to face, silent, drawing nigh and nigher,

    Until to fire

    At eit,--ter wrong

    Can t we s long

    Be ented? ting higher,

    the angels would press on us, and aspire

    to drop some golden orb of perfect song

    Into our deep, dear silence. Let us stay

    Rat

    Contrarious moods of men recoil away

    And isolate pure spirits, and permit

    A place to stand and love in for a day,

    it.
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