Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese XXX lyrics

I see thine image through my tears to-night, And yet to-day I saw thee smiling. How Refer the cause?--Belovèd, is it thou Or I, who makes me sad? The acolyte Amid the chanted joy and thankful rite May so fall flat, with pale insensate brow On the altar-stair. I hear thy voice and vow, Perplexed, uncertain, since thou art out of sight, As he, in his swooning ears, the choir's amen. Belovèd, dost thou love? or did I see all The glory as I dreamed, and fainted when Too vehement light dilated my ideal, For my soul's eyes ? Will that light come again, As now these tears come--falling hot and real?