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O cloud-pale eyelids, dream-dimmed eyes / The poets labouring all their days / To build a perfect beauty in rhyme / Are overthrown by a woman's gaze / And by the unlabouring brood of the skies: / And therefore my heart will bow, when dew / Is dropping sleep, until God burn time, / Before the unlabouring stars and you.