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The Demon, in my chamber high. / This morning came to visit me, / And, thinking he would find some fault, / He whispered: "I would know of thee
Among the many lovely things / That make the magic of her face, / Among the beauties, black and rose, / That make her body's charm and grace,
Which is most fair? " Thou didst reply / To the Abhorred, O soul of mine: / "No single beauty is the best / When she is all one flower divine.
When all things charm me I ignore / Which one alone brings most delight; / She shines before me like the dawn, / And she consoles me like the night.
The harmony is far too great, / That governs all her body fair, / For impotence to analyse / And say which note is sweetest there.
O mystic metamorphosis! / My senses into one sense flow -- / Her voice makes perfume when she speaks, / Her breath is music faint and low! "