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lily in a twilight place?

A moonflow'r in the lonely night?—

Strange beauty of a woman's face

Of wildflow'r-white!

The rain that hangs a star's green ray

Slim on a leaf-point's restlessness,

Is not so glimmering green and gray

As was her dress.

I drew her dark hair from her eyes,

And in their deeps beheld a while

Such shadowy moonlight as the skies

Of Hell may smile.

She held her mouth up redly wan,

And burning cold,—I bent and kissed

Such rosy snow as some wild dawn

Makes of a mist.

God shall not take from me that hour,

When round my neck her white arms clung!

When 'neath my lips, like some fierce flower,

Her white throat swung!