Who is Lydia, pray, and who <br />Is Hypatia? Softly, dear, <br />Let me breathe it in your ear-- <br />They are you, and only you. <br />And those other nameless two <br />Walking in Arcadian air-- <br />She that was so very fair? <br />She that had the twilight hair?-- <br />They were you, dear, only you. <br />If I speak of night or day, <br />Grace of fern or bloom of grape, <br />Hanging cloud or fountain spray, <br />Gem or star or glistening dew, <br />Or of mythologic shape, <br />Psyche, Pyrrha, Daphne, say-- <br />I mean you, dear, you, just you.<br /><br />Thomas Bailey Aldrich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/palinode/
