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III
The Meeting.
Do you remember the night
Of crescented, astral glamor,
The beaches brindled with light,
The foam and the billowy clamor?
Of crescented, astral glamor,
The beaches brindled with light,
The foam and the billowy clamor?
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Do you remember the bliss
So stealthily sought and hidden?
The clasp, the pressure, the kiss,
That all the gods had forbidden?
So stealthily sought and hidden?
The clasp, the pressure, the kiss,
That all the gods had forbidden?
Alas that a love for life
Must live and die without token!
That the dearest of words, “My wife”
Must be forever unspoken!
Must live and die without token!
That the dearest of words, “My wife”
Must be forever unspoken!
As Heaven is my witness, I
Had gladly cherished that woman
In face of the sea and the sky,
The earth and all that is human.
Had gladly cherished that woman
In face of the sea and the sky,
The earth and all that is human.
Years hence that evening will beam
Athwart life's ocean of sadness,
And I shall see it, and dream
That loving was naught but gladness.
Athwart life's ocean of sadness,
And I shall see it, and dream
That loving was naught but gladness.
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