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Winding all my life about thee

by Mathilde Blind

0.1404 − 0.8286i

Drawing the boundary…

In lands I never saw

by Emily Dickinson

0.1109 − 0.8284i

Drawing the boundary…

The poems

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Winding all my life about thee

by Mathilde Blind

Winding all my life about thee,
Let me lay my lips on thine;
What is all the world without thee,
Mine—oh mine!

Let me press my heart out on thee,
Grape of life's most fiery vine,
Spilling sacramental on thee
Love's red wine.

Let thy strong eyes yearning o'er me
Draw me with their force divine;
All my soul has gone before me
Clasping thine.

Irresistibly I follow,
As wherever we may run
Runs our shadow, as the swallow
Seeks the sun.

Yea, I tremble, swoon, surrender
All my spirit to thy sway,
As a star is drowned in splendour
Of the day.

In lands I never saw

by Emily Dickinson

In lands I never saw—they say,
Immortal Alps look down—
Whose Bonnets touch the firmament—
Whose sandals touch the town—

Meek at whose everlasting feet
A myriad Daisy play—
Which, sir, are you, and which am I,
Upon an August day?

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