Sonnet Xxx
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I see thine image through my tears to-night, And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How Refer the cause ?--Beloved, is it thou Or I, who makes me sad ? The acolyte Amid the chanted joy and thankful rite May so fall flat, with pale insensate brow, On the altar-stair. I hear thy voice and vow, Perplexed, uncertain, since thou art out of sight, As he, in his swooning ears, the choir's Amen. Beloved, dost thou love ? or did I see all The glory as I dreamed, and fainted when Too vehement light dilated my ideal, For my soul's eyes ? Will that light come again, As now these tears come--falling hot and real ?
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