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/ Before I found her I had found / Within my heart, as in a brook, / Reflections of her: now a sound / Of imaged beauty; now a look.
/ So when I found her, gazing in / Those Bibles of her eyes, above / All earth, I read no word of sin; / Their holy chapters all were love.
/ I read them through. I read and saw / The soul impatient of the sod -- / Her soul, that through her eyes did draw / Mine -- to the higher love of God.