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/ I. My soul goes out to her who says, / "Come, follow me and cast off care! " / Then tosses back her sun-bright hair, / And like a flower before me sways / Between the green leaves and my gaze: / This creature like a girl, who smiles / Into my eyes and softly lays / Her hand in mine and leads me miles, / Long miles of haunted forest ways.
/ II. Sometimes she seems a faint perfume, / A fragrance that a flower exhaled / And God gave form to; now, unveiled, / A sunbeam making gold the gloom / Of vines that roof some woodland room / Of boughs; and now the silvery sound / Of streams her presence doth assume -- / Music, from which, in dreaming drowned, / A crystal shape she seems to bloom.