ALL the pleasant ways of men
She has known and made them hers;
Graceless fancies vanish when
Her voice breaks on me and stirs
Long-unsounded chords that thrill
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With sweet music still.
For a moment I was raised
From myself, and spoke and moved
With high poets unamazed,
With old sages unreproved;
Life I felt in its completeness,
All its strength and sweetness.
Now can I, returning, tread
Narrow ways with low desires?
Fancy rises from the dead,
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Appleton Chapel.
