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<p>The Photograph</p>
<p>O Beauty, what is this?<br/>
A shadow of your face . . .<br/>
Where is the wild flower grace<br/>
That Love is wont to kiss?</p>
<p>Where is the bird that brings<br/>
To your untroubled eyes<br/>
The blue of fairy skies,<br/>
The flash of fairy wings? . . .</p>
<p>O wild bird of delight,<br/>
That no white hand may hold,<br/>
Or fairest cage of gold . . .<br/>
For who would stay its flight?</p>
<p>The song-bird of your voice<br/>
Whose magic song Love hears,<br/>
Trembling behind your tears,<br/>
Trilling when you rejoice . . .</p>
<p>O Beauty, what is this?<br/>
The shadow of a rose . . .<br/>
A little ghost that goes<br/>
Oblivious of Love's kiss.</p>
<p>Only a shadow . . . yet<br/>
It may, in some dark hour<br/>
Recall the living flower . . .<br/>
If haply Love forget.</p>
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