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First Line: I walk, I only / not I only wake
Last Line: The rose hath her kiss.
Subject(s): Love


I WALK, I only,
Not I only wake;
Nothing is, this sweet night,
But doth couch and wake
For its love's sake;
Everything, this sweet night,
Couches with its mate.
For whom but for the stealthy-visitant sun
Is the naked moon
Tremulous and elate?
The heaven hath the earth
Its own and all apart;
The hushèd pool holdeth
A star to its heart.
You may think the rose sleepeth,
But though she folded is,
The wind doubts her sleeping;
Not all the rose sleeps,
But smiles in her sweet heart
For crafty bliss.
The wind lieth with the rose,
And the rose her kiss.
Ah, mouth of me!
Is it then that this
Seemeth much to thee? --
I wander only.
The rose hath her kiss.




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