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Nor time nor all his minions / Of sorrow or of pain, / Shall dash with vulture pinions / The cup she fills again / Within the dream-dominions / Of life where she doth reign.
Clothed on with bright desire / And hope that makes her strong, / With limbs of frost and fire, / She sits above all wrong, / Her heart, a living lyre, / Her love, its only song.
And in the waking pauses / Of weariness and care, / And when the dark hour draws his / Black weapon of despair, / Above effects and causes / We hear its music there.
The longings life hath near it / Of love we yearn to see; / The dreams it doth inherit / Of immortality; / Are callings of her spirit / To something yet to be.