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[70] Thou art not here, thou art not there,
     Thy place I cannot see;
I only know that where thou art
     The blessed angels be,
And heaven is glad for thee.

Forgive me if the evil years
     Have left on me their sign;
Wash out, O soul so beautiful,
     The many stains of mine
In tears of love divine!

I could not look on thee and live,
     If thou wert by my side;
The vision of a shining one,
     The white and heavenly bride,
Is well to me denied.

But turn to me thy dear girl-face
     Without the angel's crown,
The wedded roses of thy lips,
     Thy loose hair rippling down
In waves of golden brown.

Look forth once more through space and time,
     And let thy sweet shade fall
In tenderest grace of soul and form
     On memory's frescoed wall,
A shadow, and yet all!

Draw near, more near, forever dear!
     Where'er I rest or roam,
Or in the city's crowded streets,

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