O maiden fair, how happy I must be
When my mind’s eye beholds your shining face
For one brief moment, glorious as the sun—
And though your visage quickly fades away
And I am left to stand again alone,
Though I am blinking as one coming forth
From torch-lit dance hall into silent dusk
Or, blearily, from half-remembered dreams
To sun-kissed waking in the early morn,
My half-euphoric, wistful bliss remains
For quite some time, just as when my true eyes
Beheld you in the way, these months ago.
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