The Beloved
I HAVE no mirror any more,
Save in beloved eyes,
Where only I behold myself
Beautiful, and wise.
Oh, I am wise with all the light
The waking garden knows;
And I will lift my heart therein,
Blessed as a Rose.
Save in beloved eyes,
Where only I behold myself
Beautiful, and wise.
Oh, I am wise with all the light
The waking garden knows;
And I will lift my heart therein,
Blessed as a Rose.
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