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LOVE'S DELAY

They sat—they two—upon the cliff together,
And watched the moonlight dance along the swell,
Till broke upon their pleasance 'mid the heather
The midnight warning of the village bell.
“Good night, my love,” he said; “we pass the measure
Of blessing which in one day's lap can lie;
To linger later were to weary Pleasure,
And draw some brightness from Tomorrow's eye.”
They rose, and gave a last fond look at ocean,
And then another, and again one more,
And lingering thus, at every homeward motion
They noted some delight unseen before.
So waned the Night; and when young Morn upstarted
And quenched pale Luna's lamp with ruddier glare,
He found them parting yet, and yet unparted,—
Still pledged to move, and still love-anchored there.