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How shallow is this mere that gleams!
Its depth of blue is from the skies; / And from a distant sun the dreams / And lovely light within your eyes.
We deem our love so infinite / Because the Lord is everywhere, / And love awakening is made bright / And bathed in that diviner air.
We go on our enchanted way / And deem our hours immortal hours, / Who are but shadow kings that play / With mirrored majesties and powers.