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Sara Teasdale - In The Metropolitan Museum
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Inside the tiny Pantheon 
We stood together silently, 
Leaving the restless crowds awhile, 
As ships find shelter from the sea.

The ancient centuries came back 
To cover us a moment`s space, 
And through the dome the light was glad 
Because it shone upon your face.

Ah, not from Rome but farther still 
Beyond sun-smitten Salamis, 
The moment took us, till you learned 
To find the present with a kiss.
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