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SONNETS OF MANHOOD: 46, by                    
First Line: Wilt thou come, love with the old grey-green eyes?
Last Line: And let thy lips smile tenderly, as of yore?


Wilt thou come, love with the old grey-green eyes?
Wilt thou pass with me to the land of death,
And fill the vales with thy dear rose-soft breath,
And fill the eternal heavens with sweet surprise
As all thy beauty doth upon them rise?—
Not since the death of Beatrice, so fair
A woman, poet-crowned, upon that air
Dawned,—adding splendour to the deathless skies.

Wilt thou come with me, bursting every chain,
And join within the land where death no more
Sets evil footstep on the sunny shore
The spirit whom through endless speechless pain
Dante made his? Wilt thou be mine again,
And let thy lips smile tenderly, as of yore?





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