The Poems of Digby Mackworth Dolben Edited with a Memoir by Robert Bridges |
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FOR EVER
Enough, the yearning is unsatisfied,Resolved again into a plea for faith.
Believe the true elixir is within,
Although I sought to draw from that full tide
Some crystal drops of evidence, to win
A little vapour only—yet believe,
Believe the essence of a perfect love
Is there, and worthy. Not a tinge of shame
My words can colour. Of thine own receive,
Yes, of thy very being. It shall prove
Indeed a poem, though without a name.
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