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Thou art the music that I hear in sleep, / The poetry that lures me on in dreams; / The magic, thou, that holds my thought with themes / Of young romance in revery's mystic keep. / The lily's aura, and the damask deep / That clothes the rose; the whispering soul that seems / To haunt the wind; the rainbow light that streams, / Like some wild spirit, 'thwart the cataract's leap -- / Are glimmerings of thee and thy loveliness, / Pervading all my world; interpreting / The marvel and the wonder these disclose: / For, lacking thee, to me were meaningless / Life, love and hope, the joy of every thing, / And all the beauty that the wide world knows.