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/ With moon-white hearts that held a gleam, / I gathered wild flowers in a dream, / And shaped a woman, whose sweet blood / Was odor of the wildwood bud.
/ From dew, the starlight arrowed through, / I wrought a woman's eyes of blue; / The lids, that on her eyeballs lay, / Were rose-pale petals of the May.