Sonnets from the Portuguese (26)
By Elizabeth Barrett Browning
XXVI.
I LIVED with visions for my company
Instead of men and women, years ago,
And found them gentle mates, nor thought to know
A sweeter music than they played to me.
But soon their trailing purple was not free
Of this world's dust, --- their lutes did silent grow,
And I myself grew faint and blind below
Their vanishing eyes. Then THOU didst come … to _be_,
Beloved, what they _seemed. Their shining fronts,
Their songs, their splendours … (better, yet the same, …)
As river-water hallowed into fonts …
Met in thee, and from out thee overcame
My soul with satisfaction of all wants ---
Because God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame.

