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This is the face of her / I've dreamed of long; / Here in my heart's despair, / This is the face of her / Pictured in song.
Look on the lily lids, / The eyes of dawn, / Deep as a Nereid's, / Swimming with dewy lids / In waters wan.
Look on the brows of snow, / The locks brown-bright; / Only young sleep can show / Such brows of placid snow, / Such locks of night.
The cheeks, like rosy moons, / The lips of fire; / Love thinks no sweeter tunes / Under enchanted moons / Than their desire.
Loved lips and eyes and hair, / Lo, this is she! / She, who sits smiling there / Over my heart's despair, / Never for me!