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Sonnet XIII

 I fancied, while you stood conversing there, 
Superb, in every attitude a queen, 
Her ermine thus Boadicea bare, 
So moved amid the multitude Faustine.
My life, whose whole religion Beauty is, Be charged with sin if ever before yours A lesser feeling crossed my mind than his Who owning grandeur marvels and adores.
Nay, rather in my dream-world's ivory tower I made your image the high pearly sill, And mounting there in many a wistful hour, Burdened with love, I trembled and was still, Seeing discovered from that azure height Remote, untrod horizons of delight.

by Alan Seeger
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