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Was this His coming! I had hoped to see / A scene of wondrous glory, as was told / Of some great God who in a rain of gold / Broke open bars and fell on Danae:
Or a dread vision as when Semele / Sickening for love and unappeased desire / Prayed to see God's clear body, and the fire / Caught her brown limbs and slew her utterly:
With such glad dreams I sought this holy place, / And now with wondering eyes and heart I stand / Before this supreme mystery of Love:
Some kneeling girl with passionless pale face, / An angel with a lily in his hand, / And over both the white wings of a Dove.
Florence.