UPON a poet's page I wrote <br /> Of old two letters of her name; <br /> Part seemed she of the effulgent thought <br /> Whence that high singer's rapture came. <br /> --When now I turn the leaf the same <br /> Immortal light illumes the lay <br /> But from the letters of her name <br /> The radiance has died away.<br /><br />Thomas Hardy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/her-initals/
