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" Golden are these limbs, like pollen golden 

 Of full-blown flowers : yellow thy fair beak 

 As champac buds : thy comely feathers blue 

 As petals of blue-lotus : wherefore, when, 

 Like an image flower-wrought, thou comest 

 Through the sky : have not young goddesses 

 Placed thee among their long black locks ? or bees 

 In lotus dwelling oft encircled thee ? 

 Have not the wood-nymphs thee their ear-drop made ? 

 Hast not met hindrance on thy way, my love ? 

 Where thy affection rests it never leaves 

 That spot, but there it grows: then wherefore seek 

 We other joys! Enough thy sight for us." 



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"Blessed by the sight of 'thee , in whom abide 

 Endearing virtues, like the spotless moon, 

 Whose shining limbs are delicately formed 

 As the white water-lily, and whose voice 

 Is sweet, sweet as the wishing gem, that gives 

 Both joy and wealth : by sight of thee assured 

 We know that we have deeds of merit done." 



