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LXXIV. UNTRAVERSED TIME
“Le ciel ayant á peine assez d'éternité!”
—Victor Hugo
—Victor Hugo
Not here on earth I find half flowers enough to bring thee,
Nor half the might of voice with which I fain would sing thee:
The heaven with all its stars
Would not be wide enough to give my soul expression;
Nay, even there my heart would feel a grim repression
And love would chafe against its prison-bars.
Nor half the might of voice with which I fain would sing thee:
The heaven with all its stars
Would not be wide enough to give my soul expression;
Nay, even there my heart would feel a grim repression
And love would chafe against its prison-bars.
I want a whole vast deep eternity to love in:
The endless boundless blue for my soul's wings to move in:
A wingless shipless sea
Whereover free and large my spirit of love may wander:
Vast ages for my soul on love's sweet lore to ponder:
Untraversed time wherein to worship thee.
The endless boundless blue for my soul's wings to move in:
A wingless shipless sea
Whereover free and large my spirit of love may wander:
Vast ages for my soul on love's sweet lore to ponder:
Untraversed time wherein to worship thee.
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