 | Last poems including Afterglow and Beyond the sunset |  |
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AWAKENING
Dost thou remember how that one fair dayDawned just like other days? Earth gave no sign,
Nor did far heaven proclaim the gift divine
It held in store for us, as buds of May
Pledge the year's wealth of fruitage, or as clay
Guards the rich promise of the slumbering vine.
And I—half child—dreamed of no rarer wine
Than Life had poured in my gold cup alway.
Then suddenly, as out of darkling space
One sees the glory of the Evening Star
Clear shining through the cloud-rifts floating by,
Love touched my eyelids and I saw thy face!
That day was in no earthly calendar;
Only God knew it, dear, and thou and I!
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