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And art thou gone ? I deem 'd thee some Immortal essence -- art thou gone ? -- I saw thee laid within the tomb , And turn 'd away to mourn alone : Once to have loved , is to have loved Enough ; and , what with thee I proved , Again I 'll seek in none . Earth in thy sight grew faery land ; -- Life was Elysium -- thought was love , -- When , long ago , hand clasp 'd in hand , We roam 'd through Autumn 's twilight grove ; Or watch 'd the broad uprising moon Shed , as it were , a wizard noon , The blasted heath above . Farewell ! -- and must I say farewell ? -- No -- thou wilt ever be to me A present thought ; thy form shall dwell In love 's most holy sanctuary ; Thy voice shall mingle with my dreams , And haunt me , when the shot-star gleams Above the rippling sea .