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Within the tiny Pantheon / We stood together silently, / Leaving the restless crowd awhile / As ships find shelter from the sea.
The ancient centuries came back / To cover us a moment's space, / And thro' the dome the light was glad / Because it shone upon your face.
Ah, not from Rome but farther still, / Beyond sun-smitten Salamis, / The moment took us, till you stooped / To find the present with a kiss.