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Canto 1 The Joy of Union; the Ordeal of the Foreknowledge of Death and the Heart’s Grief and Pain Joy and Grief

At first to her beneath the sapphire heavens

The sylvan solitude was a gorgeous dream,

An altar of the summer’s splendour and fire,

A sky-topped flower-hung palace of the gods

And all its scenes a smile on rapture’s lips

And all its voices bards of happiness.

There was a chanting in the casual wind,

There was a glory in the least sunbeam;

Night was a chrysoprase on velvet cloth,

A nestling darkness or a moonlit deep;

Day was a purple pageant and a hymn,

A wave of the laughter of light from morn to eve.

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