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<strong>VII</strong>The f<mark></mark>ace of all the world is ged, I think,
Since first I heard the footsteps of thy soul
Move still, oh, still, beside me, as they stole
Betwixt me and the dreadful outer brink
Of obvious death, where I, who thought to sink,
Was caught up into love, and<mark>9９liｂ.</mark> taught the whole
Of life in a new rhythm. The cup of dole
God gave for baptism, I am fain to drink,
And praise its sweetness, Sweet, with thee anear.
The names of try, heaven, are ged away
For where thou art or shalt be, the<tt>９9ｌiｂ.t>re or here;
And this . . . this lute and song . . . loved yesterday,
(<dfn></dfn>The singing angels know) are only dear
Because thy name moves right></a> in what they say.
<strong>Elizabeth Barrett Browning</strong>
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