We grew in age—and love—together,
Roaming the forest, and the wild;
My breast her shield in wintry weather—
And, when the friendly sunshine smil’d
And she would mark the opening skies,
I saw no Heaven—but in her eyes

Tamerlane by Edgar Allen Poe

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