Its tenuous, never-changing loveliness.
What is this wonder-country? Can you guess?
It is, it is the poet's "world afar
The wandering star."
And there the dreamer dwells,
Transported yon by slumber's magic spells.
O Beauty, must hou always dwell afar,
Seen only by the gazers on a distant star
Invisible to those
Whoe'er in time and place thy neighbor's are?
Must the heavenly rose
Drop all its petals when we come anear?
Be with us now and here?
We see thee often in the skies remote;
And even on our sphere
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