Because her gay and lofty brows,
When all is won which hope can ask,
Reflect a light of hopeless snows,
That bright in virgin ether bask;
Because, though free of the outer court,
I am, this Temple keeps its shrine
Sacred to Heaven; because, in short,
She's not and never can be mine. 完
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