WHO are exiles? As for me
Where beneath the diamond dome
Lies the light on hill or tree,
There my palace is and home.
Who are lonely lacking care? Here the winds are living, press Close on bosom, lips and hair— Well I know their soft caress.
Sad or fain no more to live? I have pressed the lips of pain; With the kisses lovers give, Ransomed ancient joys again.
Captive? See what stars give light In the hidden heart of clay: At their radiance dark and bright Fades the dreamy king of day.
Night and day no more eclipse Friendly eyes that on us shine, Speech from old familiar lips Playmates of a youth divine.
Come away, O, come away; We will quench the heart’s desire Past the gateways of the day In the rapture of the fire.

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