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Arthur Symons - The Alchemy
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No, we are strangers yet, 
The divine alchemy 
Not yet, or vainly, has set 
Our longing currents free.
 
We meet, what loving foes. 
Who vainly would combine 
Cross virtues, that dispose 
The draught to be divine. 

Waiting we know not what, 
Lonely, and side by side, 
Desiring only not 
To part, yet not to abide,
 
We linger, each aware 
Of that which both have missed, 
And pitying the despair 
Of the proud alchemist.
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