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BENEATH OTHER STARS
But now beneath strange stars our spirits meet.
Those golden flowerbuds of the gracious sky,
That shone upon our youth, when you and I
Found their gold petals, falling on us, sweet—
Those ancient stars are withered with life's heat,—
The golden petals, once so smooth, are dry;
Oh, darling, heave with me one long sweet sigh
For tracks deep-trodden by lone flowerless feet.
Those golden flowerbuds of the gracious sky,
That shone upon our youth, when you and I
Found their gold petals, falling on us, sweet—
Those ancient stars are withered with life's heat,—
The golden petals, once so smooth, are dry;
Oh, darling, heave with me one long sweet sigh
For tracks deep-trodden by lone flowerless feet.
The sorrow and loneliness are over truly,—
Life's fresh stars rise and beam upon us newly,—
Yet weep for splendours of the ancient day:
Forget not wholly the most sacred night
Of young love's uttermost and mute delight;
Forget not any flower dropped by the way.
Life's fresh stars rise and beam upon us newly,—
Yet weep for splendours of the ancient day:
Forget not wholly the most sacred night
Of young love's uttermost and mute delight;
Forget not any flower dropped by the way.
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