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As one would stand who saw a sudden light / Flood down the world, and so encompass him / And in that world illumined Seraphim / Brooded above and gladdened to his sight;
So stand I in the flame of one great thought, / That broadens to my soul from where she waits, / Who, yesterday, drew wide the inner gates / Of all my being to the hopes I sought.
Her words come to me like a summer-song, / Blown from the throat of some sweet nightingale; / I stand within her light the whole day long,
And think upon her till the white stars fail: / I lift my head towards all that makes life wise, / And see no farther than my lady's eyes.