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A QUIET HAVEN.
I would my love and I were shrined
In the white stillness of a star;
Set beyond seas of storm and wind
In soundless gulfs afar.
In the white stillness of a star;
Set beyond seas of storm and wind
In soundless gulfs afar.
There should no carking rumour shrill
Remembrance of an earthlier day,
Nor envious Time with fingers chill,
Pale golden hair to grey.
Remembrance of an earthlier day,
Nor envious Time with fingers chill,
Pale golden hair to grey.
There should not he who grips the sword,
Wrought on the ringing forge of Fate,
Shear with his deadly stroke abhorred
Our blissful summer state.
Wrought on the ringing forge of Fate,
Shear with his deadly stroke abhorred
Our blissful summer state.
Ah, happy star! ah, golden dream!
While white worlds glimmer in the blue,
Our wings are clogged in Time's dull stream,
And may not soar to you.
While white worlds glimmer in the blue,
Our wings are clogged in Time's dull stream,
And may not soar to you.
Bound, and the wintry waves will rise
O'er breast and gurgling throat and head;
Dark end of all,—stars fade, life dies,
Nor Love can warm the dead.
O'er breast and gurgling throat and head;
Dark end of all,—stars fade, life dies,
Nor Love can warm the dead.
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