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Coventry Patmore - A Retrospect
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I, trusting that the truly sweet
              Would still be sweetly found the true,
              Sang, darkling, taught by heavenly heat,
              Songs which were wiser than I knew.
              To the unintelligible dream
              That melted like a gliding star,
              I said: ‘We part to meet, fair Gleam!
              You are eternal, for you are.’
              To Love`s strange riddle, fiery writ
               In flesh and spirit of all create,
               ‘Mocker,’ I said, ‘of mortal wit,
               Me you shall not mock. I can wait.’
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