Don't Make Me Use My Virginia Voice
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Don't make me use my Virginia voice
Drawn round upon a lily of thy golden hair,
Within that monarch high smile, where he had not
She seemed to dream my very dream eternally,
Gleamed shoots into the night; a winding firelight
Learned from their beautiful vision, some desire
Three eloquent words oft uttered in that hearing
Sometimes in an dream that hangs upon my spirit,
Some touch of thy forgotten look, the desire
With desperate energy, golden throne of sorrow,
Over spirits of the shadow and the shadow
Put my own solace to a passionate sorrow,
Gleamed like the empty landscape through the parted tide,
Glide into the light at thy single tender eye
Within that hall I flung the wide circumference,
Across the open sea a sudden billows ride
Before thy heavy eyelid, or thy clear smile
Thy spirit shall cherish these crystalline delight,
Drawn by some magic mainmast at every feast;
Immortal pomp and form in these heralded night
Resounded through the air into a shining ring:
Unravelled at some silent banquet served to blaze
May reach thy radiant seat of calm attire;
Spring will be all confession in another street,
Illumined by a fire of fire and night.
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