How to end a sonnet sequence

The closing sonnet of the sequence:

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From Glanmore Sonnets

By Seamus Heaney

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I dreamt we slept in a moss in Donegal

On turf banks under blankets, with our faces   

Exposed all night in a wetting drizzle,   

Pallid as the dripping sapling birches.   

Lorenzo and Jessica in a cold climate.   

Diarmuid and Grainne waiting to be found.   

Darkly asperged and censed, we were laid out   

Like breathing effigies on a raised ground.

And in that dream I dreamt—how like you this?—

Our first night years ago in that hotel   

When you came with your deliberate kiss   

To raise us towards the lovely and painful   

Covenants of flesh; our separateness;   

The respite in our dewy dreaming faces.