I lived h visions for my company
Instead of men and women, years ago,
And found tle mates, nor t to know
A so me.
But soon trailing purple free
Of t, tes did silent grow,
And I myself gre and blind below
t come--to be,
Beloved, s,
tter, yet the same,
As river-er o fonts),
Met in t thee overcame
My soul isfaction of all s:
Because Gods gifts put mans best dreams to shame.
My oed me
From t of earthrown,
And, in bet ts, blown
A life-breatill the forehead hopefully
S again, as all the angels see,
Before thy saving kiss ! My own, my own,
to me whe world was gone,
And I whee !
I find trong, and glad.
As one wands in dewless asphodel
Looks backedious time he had
In th bosom-swell,
Make ness, he good and bad,
t Love, as strong as Deatrieves as well.
My letters ! all dead paper, mute and we !
And yet they seem alive and quivering
Against my tremulous ring
And let to-night.
to
Once, as a friend: this fixed a day in spring
to come and touching,
Yet I for it !--t . . .
Said, Dear, I love thee; and I sank and quailed
As if Gods future t.
ts ink has paled
it my t beat too fast.
And thy words have ill availed
If, at last !
I ts do twine and bud
About t a tree,
Put out broad leaves, and soon t to see
Except traggling green whe wood.
Yet, O my palm-tree, be it understood
I s instead of thee
dearer, better ! Ratantly
Renerong tree should,
Rustle t trunk all bare,
And let thee
Drop , stered, everywhere !
Because, in to see and hee
And breathy shadow a new air,
I do not too near thee.
I see tears to-night,
And yet to-day I sahee smiling. how
Refer t thou
Or I, we
Amid ted joy and te
May so fall flat, e brow,
On tar-stair. I hy voice and vow,
Perplexed, uncertain, since t out of sight,
As he choirs Amen.
Beloved, dost thou love ? or did I see all
ted when
too ve liged my ideal,
For my souls eyes ? ill t light come again,
As noears come--falling and real ?