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The glory still that circled me,
And I could hear from golden lyres,
Swept by the hand of seraph-choirs,
Harmonious ravishment that thrilled
Beyond the power of song, that filled
My being to its utmost core
With rapture all undreamed before,
And in my soul sweet longings stirred
To be but one with what I heard.
It was not sleep ! and yet I saw
Not all those heavenly eyes discerned —
I knew it by the holy awe
That through their milder meanings burned ;
The majesty reflected there
Was all that mortal sight could bear

Then one drew near with floating tread ;
I knew her straightway ; it was she,
Who in the garden of the dead
Near Tunis, by the sounding sea,