Love
During Music
From A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895 (ed. Edmund Clarence Stedman, 1895)
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The music had the heat of blood,
A passion that no words can reach;
We sat together, and understood
Our own heart's speech.
We had no need of word or sign,
The music spoke for us, and said
All that her eyes could read in mine
Or mine in hers had read.
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Symons, Arthur. “During Music.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/symons/11/.
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Symons, Arthur. “During Music.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/symons/11/.
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