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Song for Tasso

I loved - alas! Our life is love; But when we cease to breathe and move, I do suppose love ceases too. I thought, but not as now I do, Keen thoughts and bright of linked lore, Of all that men had thought before, And all that Nature shows, and more. And still I love, and still I think, But strangely, for my heart can drink The dregs of such despair, and live, And love; And if I think, my thoughts come fast; I mix the present with the past, And each seems uglier than the last. Sometimes I see before me flee A silver spirit's form, like thee, O Leonora, and I sit [ ] still watching it, till by the grated casement's ledge it fades, with such a sigh, as sedge breathes o'er the breezy streemlet's edge.