She seeks him; but he shuns the love
Of all who are phenomenal.
Only reflection sanctifies,
For him, the beauty she holds dear.
All mass is burden; he sinks its power:
Potential drowned, the perfect flower.
He knelt to the one pure idea,
Self-love: the perfect sacrifice.
She calls and calls to him, till all
The vacant world resounds with love.
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Only reflection sanctifies,
For him, the beauty she holds dear.
He kneels to the one pure idea,
Self-love: the perfect sacrifice.
For he has shunned all forms of love
That are, like hers, phenomenal.
She calls and calls to him, till all
The vacant world resounds with love.
*
Only reflection sanctifies,
For him, the beauty she holds dear.
She calls and calls to him, till all
The vacant world resounds with love.