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From the idyll "Wild Thorn and Lily"
/ O Maytime woods! O Maytime lanes and hours! / And stars, that knew how often there at night / Beside the path, where woodbine odors blew / Between the drowsy eyelids of the dusk, -- / When, like a great, white, pearly moth, the moon / Hung silvering long windows of your room, -- / I stood among the shrubs! The dark house slept. / I watched and waited for -- I know not what! -- / Some tremor of your gown: a velvet leaf's / Unfolding to caresses of the Spring: / The rustle of your footsteps: or the dew / Syllabling avowal on a tulip's lips / Of odorous scarlet: or the whispered word / Of something lovelier than new leaf or rose -- / The word young lips half murmur in a dream: