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Oh night of love, your rapt ecstatic hours / Were mine, the languor of their pale perfume / Pervades me, kisses in a fountain-fire, / Surround me -- fetter and consume.
Oh night of love, your groves of strange content / Project a thralldom over coming days; / Exalted, derelict, and blind I wend / Unmindfully along Life's misty ways.