Tell me, wide wandering soul, in all thy quest Sipping or draining deep from crystal rim Where pleasure sparkled, when did over brim That draught its goblet with the fullest zest? Of all thy better bliss what deemst thou best? Then thus my soul made answer. Ecstasy Comes once, like birth, like death, and once have I Been, oh! so madly happy, that the rest Is tame as surgeless seas. It was a night Sweet, beautiful as she, my love, my light; Fair as the memory of that keen delight. Through trees the moon rose steady, and it blessed Her forehead chastely. Her uplifted look, Calm with deep passion, I for answer took, Then sudden heart to heart was wildly pressed.
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