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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. V. Browning to Rupert Brooke
Extracts from Stella Maris: Three Sonnets: I. ‘Rebuke me not! I have nor wish nor skill’
By John Addington Symonds (1840–1893)
REBUKE me not! I have nor wish nor skill
  To alter one hair’s breadth in all this house
  Of Love, rising with domes so luminous
  And air-built galleries on life’s topmost hill!
Only I know that fate, chance, years that kill,        5
  Change that transmutes, have aimed their darts at us;
  Envying each lovely shrine and amorous
  Reared on earth’s soil by man’s too passionate will.
Dread thou the moment when these glittering towers,
  These adamantine walls and gates of gems,        10
  Shall fade like forms of sun-forsaken cloud;
When dulled by imperceptible chill hours,
  The golden spires of our Jerusalems
  Shall melt to mist and vanish in night’s shroud!

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