XXV. 
Browning attained, I think, when Evelyn Hope 
Gave no response to his requickening kiss ; 
In the brief moment when exceeding bliss 
Joined to her sweet passed soul his soul, its scope 
Grew infinite for ever.  So in this 
Profane desire 
I too may join my song unto his quenchless quire. 
 
XXVI. 
When Hallam died, did Tennyson attain 
When his warm kisses drew no answering sigh 
From that poor corpse corrupted utterly, 
When four diverse sweet dews exude to stain 
With chaste foul fervour the cold canopy ? 
Proud Reason’s sheath 
He cast away, the sword of Madness flames beneath ! 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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