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AFTER THE CONCERT.
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Its charm; all the faces grew sweeter
And fairer; and richer the tones
Of voices; and brighter, completer
The glances that nobody owns.

Aladdin's good lamp in the story
Wrought never a wonder so rare,
For rain-drops transfigured with glory,
Hung poised in the shimmering air,

Like notes of the music that trembles
On bars that the angels prolong,
When rapture with mortals assembles,
And hearts beat the time of the song.

Brave light in a vanishing portal;
Gay throng on the rim of a dream;
Your beauty is music immortal
That sings through my sadness unseen.

June 19th, 1885.