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No eve of summer ever can attain / The gladness of that eve of late "July", / When 'mid the roses, filled with musk and rain, / Against the wondrous topaz of the sky, / I met you, leaning on the pasture bars, -- / While heaven and earth grew conscious of the stars.
No night of blackest winter can repeat / The bitterness of that "December" night, / When at your gate, gray-glittering with sleet, / Within the glimmering square of window-light, / We parted, -- long you clung unto my arm, -- / While heaven and earth surrendered to the storm.