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HERE is the dim enchanted wood / Your face, a mystery divine, / But half revealed, half understood, / Appears the counterpart of mine.
Beyond the wood the daylight lies; / Cruel and hard, it lies in wait / To steal the magic from your eyes / And from your lips the thrill of fate.
Ah, stay with me a little while / Here, where the magic shadows rest, / Where all my world is in your smile / And all my heaven on your breast.
Ah no! -- cling close, what need to move, / What need to advance or explore? / We came here blindly, led by love, / Who will not lead us any more.
Thank God that here we two have stood, / Thank God this shade was ours to win; / Time with his axe has marked our wood / And he will let the daylight in.