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The Silence of Love

By Edmond Holmes

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[Was it my fault that, when the south-wind blew]

Was it my fault that, when the south-wind blew,
The dreaming earth burst into leaf and flower?
That in thy presence life awoke anew,—
A larger life rekindled by love's power?
Was it my fault that from its cloud-less height
Thy golden sunshine streamed into my soul?
Was it my fault that in thy starlike light
My spirit saw its beacon and its goal?
Is it my fault that beauty draws the heart
As the moon draws the ocean to her will;

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Or as the minstrel with a master's art
Draws from each harp-string a responsive thrill?
Is it my fault that love directs my way,
Love, Lord of Fate, but vassal to thy sway?