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Sonnet IX

By Alan Seeger

Topics: classic

Amid the florid multitude her face     Was like the full moon seen behind the lace     Of orchard boughs where clouded blossoms part     When Spring shines in the world and in the heart.     As the full-moon-beams to the ferny floor     Of summer woods through flower and foliage pour,     So to my being's innermost recess     Flooded the light of so much loveliness;     She held as in a vase of priceless ware     The wine that over arid ways and bare     My youth was the pathetic thirsting for,     And where she moved the veil of Nature grew     Diaphanous and that radiance mantled through     Which, when I see, I tremble and adore.

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Alan Seeger (1888–1916) was an American poet who fought in the French Foreign Legion during World War I. His poem "I Have a Rendezvous with Death" is one of the most famous war poems, and he was killed in action at the Battle of the Somme.

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