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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 69 pages of information about The Unknown Eros.
There on his path doubly to burn. 
Kiss’d by her doubled light
That whispers of its source,
The ardent secret ever clothed with Night,
Then go forth in new force
Towards a new return,
Rejoicing as a Bridegroom on his course! 
This know ye all;
Therefore gaze bold,
That so in you be joyful hope increas’d,
Thorough the Palace portals, and behold
The dainty and unsating Marriage-Feast. 
O, hear
Them singing clear
‘Cor meum et caro mea’ round the ‘I am,’
The Husband of the Heavens, and the Lamb
Whom they for ever follow there that kept,
Or losing, never slept
Till they reconquer’d had in mortal fight
The standard white. 
O, hear
From the harps they bore from Earth, five-strung, what music springs,
While the glad Spirits chide
The wondering strings! 
And how the shining sacrificial Choirs,
Offering for aye their dearest hearts’ desires,
Which to their hearts come back beatified,
Hymn, the bright aisles along,
The nuptial song,
Song ever new to us and them, that saith,
‘Hail Virgin in Virginity a Spouse!’
Heard first below
Within the little house
At Nazareth;
Heard yet in many a cell where brides of Christ
Lie hid, emparadised,
And where, although
By the hour ’tis night,
There’s light,
The Day still lingering in the lap of snow. 
Gaze and be not afraid
Ye wedded few that honour, in sweet thought
And glittering will,
So freshly from the garden gather still
The lily sacrificed;
For ye, though self-suspected here for nought,
Are highly styled
With the thousands twelve times twelve of undefiled. 
Gaze and be not afraid
Young Lover true and love-foreboding Maid. 
The full noon of deific vision bright
Abashes nor abates
No spark minute of Nature’s keen delight. 
’Tis there your Hymen waits! 
There where in courts afar, all unconfused, they crowd,
As fumes the starlight soft
In gulfs of cloud,
And each to the other, well-content,
Sighs oft,
‘’Twas this we meant!’
Gaze without blame
Ye in whom living Love yet blushes for dead shame. 
There of pure Virgins none
Is fairer seen,
Save One,
Than Mary Magdalene. 
Gaze without doubt or fear
Ye to whom generous Love, by any name, is dear. 
Love makes the life to be
A fount perpetual of virginity;
For, lo, the Elect
Of generous Love, how named soe’er, affect
Nothing but God,
Or mediate or direct,
Nothing but God,
The Husband of the Heavens: 
And who Him love, in potence great or small,
Are, one and all,
Heirs of the Palace glad,
And inly clad
With the bridal robes of ardour virginal.

X. THE CRY AT MIDNIGHT.

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