Enfolded with the gorgeous sky,

We listened, she and I,

In wonder, 'mazed. Without a word

A soul had spoken, soul had heard.

All suddenly came, charged with tears,

The sweetness of the human years.

We saw deep forests far away

Kindle to meet the kiss of day;

And mists with morn's delight uprise

Like love thoughts in a maiden's eyes.

We shared the dream that never dies.

Our hearts were hushed with vague desire;

We breathed in kingdoms wildly new,

Enthralled by Memnon's mystic lyre

In regions whence the Phœnix flew;

Dumb splendour round us blown, and higher

On heaven's deep dome—the peacock's hue,

Bright flakes of crimsoning fire!

Dew-fresh was all the wavering air.

We heard the reef's far rollers croon

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