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XXXVII. FOR THEE AND ME
The charm and beauty of this world of things
And all the sunlight of the summer sea
And sweetest notes of every bird that sings
For thee!—
The dark night's sombre face and starless wings
For me!
And all the sunlight of the summer sea
And sweetest notes of every bird that sings
For thee!—
The dark night's sombre face and starless wings
For me!
A future of delight and all men's praise
And laughter ringing out like love's own glee
And happy walks in radiant rose-hung ways
For thee!—
A leaf or two of dark blood-spotted bays
For me!
And laughter ringing out like love's own glee
And happy walks in radiant rose-hung ways
For thee!—
A leaf or two of dark blood-spotted bays
For me!
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Bright flowers upon the river-banks, and all
God's love made manifest in bird and bee;
Joy ever close at hand whereon to call
For thee!—
Sorrow that shrouds the wide world like a pall
For me!
God's love made manifest in bird and bee;
Joy ever close at hand whereon to call
For thee!—
Sorrow that shrouds the wide world like a pall
For me!
Life and the gifts of life,—its fairest flowers
To gather, and its fairest sights to see;
Its tenderest avenues and deepest bowers
For thee!—
A lonely watch beside thy gate for hours
For me!
To gather, and its fairest sights to see;
Its tenderest avenues and deepest bowers
For thee!—
A lonely watch beside thy gate for hours
For me!
A glance or two that haunt me evermore,
That tarry yet though all things else may flee;
The memory of thy sweet face to adore
For me!—
My whole soul's love till life and death are o'er
For thee!
That tarry yet though all things else may flee;
The memory of thy sweet face to adore
For me!—
My whole soul's love till life and death are o'er
For thee!
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