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SONNET III
“WE CANNOT SAVE ONE ANOTHER FROM DEATH”
Nay, who knows that? Who knows what strength may be
Within the spirit of love? What untried things
Behind death's thunder-dark yet love-sweet wings?
What might of passionate singing in the sea
Of death that shall encompass you and me
When envious Time the final parting brings?
Oh that strange parting which so racks and wrings
The spirit, may join two spirits eternally.
Within the spirit of love? What untried things
Behind death's thunder-dark yet love-sweet wings?
What might of passionate singing in the sea
Of death that shall encompass you and me
When envious Time the final parting brings?
Oh that strange parting which so racks and wrings
The spirit, may join two spirits eternally.
“We cannot save from death”:—Nay, who knows aught
Of what the deathless spirit of love can do?
God who spreads out the eternal ocean's blue
And laughs as star on star surpasses thought
Hath care and love still left for me and you,
And neither star nor we shall come to nought.
Of what the deathless spirit of love can do?
God who spreads out the eternal ocean's blue
And laughs as star on star surpasses thought
Hath care and love still left for me and you,
And neither star nor we shall come to nought.
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