Thou wast all that to me, love,For which my soul did pine --A green isle in the sea, love,A fountain and a shrine,All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers,And all the flowers were mine.Now all my days are trances,And all my nightly dreamsAre where thy grey eye glances,And where thy footstep gleams --In what ethereal dances,By what eternal streams!
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