When Beauty and Beauty meet
All naked， fair to fair，
The earth is crying-sweet，
And scattering-bright the air，
Eddying， dizzying， closing round，
With soft and drunken laughter；
Veiling all that may befall
After —— after ——
Where Beauty and Beauty met，
Earth's still a-tremble there，
And winds are scented yet，
And memory- soft the air，
Bosoming， folding glints of light，
And shreds of shadowy laughter；
Not the tears that fill the years
After —— after ——