Sonnets From The Portuguese XLI
I thank all who have loved me in their hearts, With thanks and love from mine. Deep thanks to all Who paused a little near the prison-wall To hear my music in its louder parts Ere they went onward, each one to the marts Or temples occupation, beyond call. But thou, who, in my voices sink and fall When the sob took it, thy divinest Arts Own instrument didst drop down at thy foot To harken what I said between my tears, . . . Instruct me how to thank thee! Oh, to shoot My souls full meaning into future years, That they should lend it utterance, and salute Love that endures, from life that disappears!
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