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[263] And through the dream the lovers dreamed
     Sweet sounds stole in and soft lights streamed;
The sunshine seemed to bless,
     The air was a caress.

Not she who lightly laughed is there,
     With scornful toss of midnight hair,
Her dark, disdainful eyes,
     And proud lip worldly-wise.

Her haughty vow is still unsaid,
     But all she dreamed and coveted
Wears, half to her surprise,
     The youthful farmer's guise!

With more than all her old-time pride
     She walks the rye-field at his side,
Careless of cot or hall,
     Since love transfigures all.

Rich beyond dreams, the vantage-ground
     Of life is gained; her hands have found
The talisman of old
     That changes all to gold.

While she who could for love dispense
     With all its glittering accidents,
And trust her heart alone,
     Finds love and gold her own.

What wealth can buy or art can build
     Awaits her; but her cup is filled

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