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THROUGH A VEIL.

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YES, to-day I spoke with her,

And she blush'd, I thought, and smil'd

Thro' the veil her breath did stir;

Half a woman, she, half child, -

All true soul and spirit pure,

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Never deceiving, I am sure,

Never made for mock or lure!

Under that blue curtain, tell

What divine unspoken thought,

What the bond invisible,

What the fancy, all unsought,

What the sweet dream unfulfill'd,

Brought to waking, scar'd and still'd,

Not as I, nor any, will'd.

Thro' a never-lifted veil

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