Contrasts.
No eve of summer ever can attain The gladness of that eve of late July, When 'mid the roses, filled with musk and rain, Against the wondrous topaz of the sky, I met you, leaning on the pasture bars, - While heaven and earth grew conscious of the stars. No night of blackest winter can repeat The bitterness of that December night, When at your gate, gray-glittering with sleet, Within the glimmering square of window-light, We parted, - long you clung unto my arm, - While heaven and earth surrendered to the storm.
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