<SPAN name="XXVIII"></SPAN>XXVIII<br/>
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Was there ever in us one caress,<br/>
One joyous laugh, or tenderness<br/>
We dared not strew before us on our way?<br/>
Or ever prayer in silence heard,<br/>
Whose dim, unuttered word<br/>
We sought to stay?<br/>
A single yearning of compassion.<br/>
A quiet vow or one of passion<br/>
We sought to slay?<br/>
So, loving thus,<br/>
Our hearts, like two apostles, went<br/>
Seeking the lowly ones with timid brow,<br/>
Who, feeling then so bound to us,<br/>
Proclaimed on high love's ravishment,<br/>
As a flowery people loves the bough<br/>
That holds them bathed in the sun's warm ray;<br/>
Our souls, grown greater still by this re-birth,<br/>
Began to glory those who feel love's sway,<br/>
Increasing love by love's own might,<br/>
To cherish thus divinely the whole earth<br/>
That seemed reflected in our own souls' light.<br/>
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