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I. "SOUL! Shall I see thy face," she said, / "In one brief hour? / And away with thee from a loveless bed / To a far-off sun, to a vine-wrapt bower, / And be thine own unseparated, / And challenge the world's white glower?"
II. She quickened her feet, and met him where / They had predesigned: / And they clasped, and mounted, and cleft the air / Upon whirling wheels; till the will to bind / Her life with his made the moments there / Efface the years behind.