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Poem by Arthur William Symons
Against the world I closed my heart, And, half in pride and half in fear, I said to Love and Lust: Depart; None enters here. A gipsy witch has glided in, She takes her seat beside my fire; Her eyes are innocent of sin, Mine of desire. She holds me with an unknown spell, She folds me in her heart's embrace; If this be love, I cannot tell: I watch her face. Her sombre eyes are happier Than any joy that e'er had voice; Since I am happiness to her, I too rejoice. And I have closed the door again, Against the world I close my heart; I hold her with my spell; in vain Would she depart. I hold her with a surer spell, Beyond her magic, and above: If hers be love, I cannot tell, But mine is love.
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