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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360613" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love's Nocturn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Master of the murmuring courts<br> Where the shapes of sleep convene!--<br> Lo! my spirit here exhorts<br> All the powers of thy demesne<br> For their aid to woo my queen.<br> What reports<br> Yield thy jealous courts unseen?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Vaporous, unaccountable,<br> Dreamland lies forlorn of light,<br> Hollow like a breathing shell.<br> Ah! that from all dreams I might<br> Choose one dream and guide its flight!<br> I know well<br> What her sleep should tell to-night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> There the dreams are multitudes:<br> Some that will not wait for sleep,<br> Deep within the August woods;<br> Some that hum while rest may steep<br> Weary labour laid a-heap;<br> Interludes,<br> Some, of grievous moods that weep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Poets' fancies all are there:<br> There the elf-girls flood with wings<br> Valleys full of plaintive air;<br> There breathe perfumes; there in rings<br> Whirl the foam-bewildered springs;<br> Siren there<br> Winds her dizzy hair and sings.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Thence the one dream mutually<br> Dreamed in bridal unison,<br> Less than waking ecstasy;<br> Half-formed visions that make moan<br> In the house of birth alone;<br> And what we<br> At death's wicket see, unknown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> But for mine own sleep, it lies<br> In one gracious form's control,<br> Fair with honourable eyes,<br> Lamps of a translucent soul:<br> O their glance is loftiest dole,<br> Sweet and wise,<br> Wherein Love descries his goal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Reft of her, my dreams are all<br> Clammy trance that fears the sky:<br> Changing footpaths shift and fall;<br> From polluted coverts nigh,<br> Miserable phantoms sigh;<br> Quakes the pall,<br> And the funeral goes by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Master, is it soothly said<br> That, as echoes of man's speech<br> Far in secret clefts are made,<br> So do all men's bodies reach<br> Shadows o'er thy sunken beach,--<br> Shape or shade<br> In those halls pourtrayed of each?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Ah! might I, by thy good grace<br> Groping in the windy stair,<br> (Darkness and the breath of space<br> Like loud waters everywhere,)<br> Meeting mine own image there<br> Face to face,<br> Send it from that place to her!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Nay, not I; but oh! do thou,<br> Master, from thy shadowkind<br> Call my body's phantom now:<br> Bid it bear its face declin'd<br> Till its flight her slumbers find,<br> And her brow<br> Feel its presence bow like wind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Where in groves the gracile Spring<br> Trembles, with mute orison<br> Confidently strengthening,<br> Water's voice and wind's as one<br> Shed an echo in the sun.<br> Soft as Spring,<br> Master, bid it sing and moan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Song shall tell how glad and strong<br> Is the night she soothes alway;<br> Moan shall grieve with that parched tongue<br> Of the brazen hours of day:<br> Sounds as of the springtide they,<br> Moan and song,<br> While the chill months long for May.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Not the prayers which with all leave<br> The world's fluent woes prefer,--<br> Not the praise the world doth give,<br> Dulcet fulsome whisperer;--<br> Let it yield my love to her,<br> And achieve<br> Strength that shall not grieve or err.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Wheresoe'er my dreams befall,<br> Both at night-watch, (let it say,)<br> And where round the sundial<br> The reluctant hours of day,<br> Heartless, hopeless of their way,<br> Rest and call;--<br> There her glance doth fall and stay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Suddenly her face is there:<br> So do mounting vapours wreathe<br> Subtle-scented transports where<br> The black firwood sets its teeth.<br> Part the boughs and look beneath,--<br> Lilies share<br> Secret waters there, and breathe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Master, bid my shadow bend<br> Whispering thus till birth of light,<br> Lest new shapes that sleep may send<br> Scatter all its work to flight;--<br> Master, master of the night,<br> Bid it spend<br> Speech, song, prayer, and end aright.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Yet, ah me! if at her head<br> There another phantom lean<br> Murmuring o'er the fragrant bed,--<br> Ah! and if my spirit's queen<br> Smile those alien prayers between,--<br> Ah! poor shade!<br> Shall it strive, or fade unseen?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> How should love's own messenger<br> Strive with love and be love's foe?<br> Master, nay! If thus, in her,<br> Sleep a wedded heart should show,--<br> Silent let mine image go,<br> Its old share<br> Of thy spell-bound air to know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Like a vapour wan and mute,<br> Like a flame, so let it pass;<br> One low sigh across her lute,<br> One dull breath against her glass;<br> And to my sad soul, alas!<br> One salute<br> Cold as when Death's foot shall pass.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Then, too, let all hopes of mine,<br> All vain hopes by night and day,<br> Slowly at thy summoning sign<br> Rise up pallid and obey.<br> Dreams, if this is thus, were they:--<br> Be they thine,<br> And to dreamworld pine away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Yet from old time, life, not death,<br> Master, in thy rule is rife:<br> Lo! through thee, with mingling breath,<br> Adam woke beside his wife.<br> O Love bring me so, for strife,<br> Force and faith,<br> Bring me so not death but life!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Yea, to Love himself is pour'd<br> This frail song of hope and fear.<br> Thou art Love, of one accord<br> With kind Sleep to bring her near,<br> Still-eyed, deep-eyed, ah how dear.<br> Master, Lord,<br> In her name implor'd, O hear!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dante+Gabriel+Rossetti">Dante Gabriel Rossetti</a><div class=q>
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 Where the shapes of sleep convene!--
 Lo! my spirit here exhorts
 All the powers of thy demesne
 For their aid to woo my queen.
 What reports
 Yield thy jealous courts unseen?

 Vaporous, unaccountable,
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