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To Eve's womb, from our sweet to-morrow,
God shall greatly multiply sorrow.

— Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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And round his heart one strangling golden hair.

I have been here before,
But when or how I cannot tell:
I know the grass beyond the door,
The sweet, keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

Thou fill'st from the wingèd chalice of the soul
Thy lamp, O Memory, fire-wingèd to its goal.

If the light is
It is because God said 'Let there be light.'

Gather a shell from the strewn beach
And listen at its lips: they sigh
The same desire and mystery,
The echo of the whole sea's speech.

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