I loved her that she was beautiful;

And that to me she seemed to be all Nature,

And all varieties of things in one:

Would set at night in clouds of tears and rise

All light and laughter in the morning, fear

No petty customs nor appearances;

But think what others only dreamed about;

And say what others didbut think, and do

What others dared but do: so pure withal

In Soul; in heart and act such conscious yet

Such perfect innocence, she made round her

A halo delight. 'Twas these which won me;

And she never schooled within her breast

One thought or feeling, but gave holiday

To all; and that she made all even mine

In the communion of love: and we

Grew like each other, for we loved each other;

She, mild and generous as the air in spring;

And I, like earth all building out with love.

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