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1884–1933

In the Metropolitan Museum

Sara Teasdale

Within the tiny Pantheon We stood together silently, Leaving the restless crowd awhile As ships find shelter from the sea.

The ancient centuries came back To cover us a moment's space, And thro’ the dome the light was glad Because it shone upon your face.

Ah, not from Rome but farther still, Beyond sun-smitten Salamis, The moment took us, till you stooped To find the present with a kiss.

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