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THE VOYAGE.

Some morning I shall rise from sleep
When all the house is quiet and dark.
I shall steal out and find my ship
By the dim quayside and embark.
Nor fear the seas or any wind.
I have known Fear but now no more;
My ship will bear me safe and kind
Long hoped for and long waited for.
To no strange country shall I come,
But to mine own delightful land
With Love to bid me welcome home,
And Love to lead me by the hand.
Love, you and I shall cling together
And look long in each other's eyes,
There will be rose and violet weather
Under the trees of Paradise.
We shall not hear the ticking clock
Nor the soft rustle of Time's wings,
Nor dread the sharp, dividing stroke
Being come now to immortal things.

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You, of that country shall be fain
Being now no new inhabitant
Its beauties to set forth, explain
And all its dear delights to vaunt.
They shall not end in a thousand year
You, Love and I shall be together,
Withouten any change to fear
Glad in the rose and violet weather.
With all those wonders to admire
And the heart's hunger satisfied
Fed to the full our heart's desire
We shall forget we ever died.
Oh, in some morning, dateless yet,
I shall rise up in the sweet dark,
And find my ship with sails all set
By the dim quayside and embark.