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How should she dream of ill? the heart filled quite

With sunshine, like the shepherd's-clock at noon, 250

Closes its leaves around its warm delight;

Whate'er in life is harsh or out of tune

Is all shut out, no boding shade of blight

Can pierce the opiate ether of its swoon:

Love is but blind as thoughtful justice is,

But naught can be so wanton-blind as bliss.