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TWELVE SONNETS: 7. PERFECT UNION by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913)

First Line: FOR NOTHING CAN TRUE LOVERS' SOULS DIVIDE
Last Line: CLEAR SPHERE WHERE THE ETERNAL SPIRITS ARE.

For nothing can true lovers' souls divide:
Not distance, pain, nor solitude, nor strife,
Nor all the fretting cares of daily life,
Nor thundering seas, nor sunstruck deserts wide.
Breathe but a wish for me: I'm at thy side!
If I desire thee, lo! thou art "quite close"
In spirit, shielding me from myriad foes;
My guardian, and mine holy spirit-bride.

So is it ever. We are never far
One from the other: never say "Good-bye".
One blue arch reaches us of kindred sky;
We both behold at night the self-same star;—
Both struggle upward bravely towards the high
Clear sphere where the eternal spirits are.



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